Following the closure of flagship restaurant Casamia, Peter Sanchez-Iglesias’s London outpost has had a little menu revamp, or so we hear - the menu on our revisit seems to somewhat resemble the old one. That’s not necessarily a bad thing - much of what remains is fantastic, from the crisp, golden croquetas, stuffed to the brim with light hammy bechamel, to the oozing tortilla (with or without an extravagant lump of caviar - we recommend the latter for the safety of your bank account).
We rather like the late sixties vibe of The Standard and its crowning restaurant, but your mileage may vary on all the rattan, macrame and dark red tiling. Though you can get there from the hotel, Decimo has its own street-side entrance and lift, which zips you up to floor ten with a gorgeous view of King’s Cross and St Pancras.
Inside you’ll find the tiki bar stylings of the Decimo bar - a fabulous place to enjoy a mezcalita with a view. Beyond is Decimo's wonderful dining room, which has a terrific buzz and energy. Service is slick and friendly, chatty staff make you feel well looked after. Pitched down lighting gives the restaurant a clubby feel that only intensifies when DJs arrive and start banging out anything from classic rock to avant garde jazz.
Decimo isn’t cheap, but there are some very good things on offer if you’re ready to loosen the purse strings. The pigeon that accompanies creamy, braised white beans and morcilla is perfectly pink, and a thick cut of monkfish fillet has pleasing density, and gleams with a mexteca glaze. Throw in a couple of excellent sides - a charcoal-grilled leek with romesco sauce smothered over its softened innards was a particular highlight - and you’ll find yourself pretty well fed.
Desserts are good too, particularly a cloud-like chocolate mousse with extra virgin olive oil and wafer thin toasts. Is there better food for the price in London? Probably, but as a whole experience Decimo holds its own with great atmosphere, friendly service and cracking views.