
When: April 24, 2006
What: irish rib-eye and assorted stuff (way too salty)
Wine: 2002, shiraz, d'arenberg the dead arm mclaren vale, Australia
Where: Restaurant The Collection, London
With whom: Angela
Whatelse: apparently co-owned by Paris Hilton, and spotted by me many, many years ago as a place too hip to dare to enter, I landed there this night, just around the corner from the hotel where I am staying (MyHotel, Chelsea, recommendable). The dinner, as in company and conversation, was great, but the food and the setting (very loud music, whilst continiously being exposed to (hour by hour more raunchy) Fashoin TV) was not. The foie gras, preceding the main, was over cooked and its remaining taste suffocated by the accompanying asian sauce. The rib-eye was way too salty. But all was made good by my first visit to Rutger, Ingrid and their beautiful daughter. Bless them and their lovely home. Sadly I missed K/Arthur tonite.