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Perhaps the victim of inflated expectations, we found BRAT to be… just okay. The quality of the ingredients is clear but the dishes are nothing mind-blowing, and in a sign of how underwhelming everything was, my favourite dish of the night was technically a side: a hunk of buttered, grilled bread with an airy swirl of butter.
We ordered 4 starters and 2 mains for our group of three per the server’s advice, which, quantity-wise, did the trick. The service, however, left much to be desired. It took almost an hour and 15 mins to be served 3 of our starters (and I had to ask for the bread thrice), in which time we managed to finish our bottle of wine, something I’ve never done before reaching the mains. They also forgot one of our starters, which turned up with our John Dory and duck, both of which were pleasant but nothing show-stopping. At this point, we’d been there for more than two hours, so we skipped dessert, paid the bill, and left.
£75 a head later, I’m not quite sure where the one Michelin star is to be found. The food itself is adequate, but there’s more inventive and more impressive plates to be had elsewhere. Between that, the long waits, plus the mediocre service (we had to pour our own water/wine, something I found shocking in a restaurant of this calibre), I can’t say I’ll be returning. My advice? Go to Osteria Angelina instead. On our way home we passed a Japanese all you can eat buffet and lamented how much happier we would’ve been if we’d gone there instead.
