Food: ★★★☆☆ Service: ★★★★☆ Ambiance:★★★★☆ Overall: ★★★☆☆
So … unexpectedly work managed to take us out for a meal. They are normally not that giving, so I was rather excited. As most of the Italian staff is staying in Marylebone during their visit to the London office, they choose to go to The Ivy Café.
As I was with work I did not want to tell them that I was blogging for something called The Boozy Bunch. I know it gives off the wrong vibes. So I apologise for not having photos of the outside of the restaurant and only slightly blurry pictures of other people’s food. The place is decorated in old posters and with an Art Deco touch. The waiters are very attentive and it turns out that ours was also Italian. Aaaaand … most of the conversation passed me by, as the Italian team switched to their mother tongue. Nevermind.
I ordered the seasonal soup (Roast iron bark pumpkin soup with truffled goat’s curd and sage leaves) for starters, which sounded much better on the menu, as it had truffle in it. I love a bit of truffle, but I could not taste it in this combination. Sadly it was rather bland. The pouring of the soup was a nice touch, but may caused it to be only slightly warm.
We also ordered fried Zucchini fritti, which were extremely oily and came with half a lemon on top. No idea why. Everyone tried avoid toucing it. With enough booze we could have made it into a fun party game. Some of my colleagues had the crispy duck salad and I think someone had a tuna carpaccio. Non of it looked particularly amazing.
Let’s move on to the main Course: most of the crew ordered the 7 oz English fillet, which looked rather nice, but sides had to be ordered extra. I had the slow roasted lamb shoulder with creamed potato, roasted root vegetables and shallot crust with a garlic and rosemary sauce. I think one of my colleagues must have stolen my sauce, as there was some confusion which a the little sauce-boats … every fillet came with one and we got confused which belonged to which dish. They all looked the same.
I rather enjoyed my main meal, as the meat had a great mustard crust to it, but it was a lot and it was rich. So why not have a little Montenegro before dessert? Niiice! Dessert was apple tart which was set alight at the table. It was ok, but nothing to further write about.
96 Marylebone Lane