Dining at Carlotta is like heading over for dinner at a family member's home, with its perfectly mismatched crockery, staff that seem genuinely happy to chat to you, and the kind of portion sizes that you’d only find at your grandparents house. Whilst it’s been branded as an intimate addition to the Big Mamma Group, there’s still the classic grandeur that runs throughout all of their restaurants - think large red leather booths, marble table tops and what can only be described as a maximalist bathroom (they’re not fooling anyone here).
The starters set the tone for the evening, with each dish managing to hit the sweet spot of intensely flavoursome without becoming overbearing. There are garlicky razor clams, rosé veal tartare with salsa tonnata and smoky stracciatella with confit tomatoes and basil, each transporting us from an overcast Marylebone to the sunny climes of Naples.
All dishes here come with a certain level of Instagram appeal, whether it’s the truffle alfredo that’s mixed tableside and embellished with shavings of fresh truffle, or the Carlotta wedding cake that looks like it was made for slow-mo reels. But Carlotta is more than just the aesthetics, because the food here is genuinely very tasty. The creamy tomato and vodka pasta with Cornish crab and clams was a well balanced mix of rich sauce and fresh, light seafood, whilst the lamb chop Milanese came as a perfectly cooked plate of meat that was only improved by the addition of cheese and a crispy exterior (perfect for dunking into the roasted pepper cream).
For wine, you’ll find an entirely Italian menu, apart from an organic, carbon neutral Champagne that has been granted as the exception to this rule. Rogue? Perhaps. But we admire the commitment to only offering the best.
There’s no doubt that Carlotta is a space for indulgence, but we can’t think of a better restaurant to immerse ourselves into a sea of carbs, whilst inevitably undoing a belt buckle or two.