My 13 year-old son (a newbie to travel outside the US) and I are wrapping up a 4-day London visit. His excitement about coming here was split between attending a football match and eating. I tried to explain the stereotype of Brits’ culinary standing, but he was having none of it. And thanks to Chowhound, he was correct!
Day1: in a bit of a jet-lagged haze, we wandered into The Endurance, a pub somewhere near Soho, and had excellent fish and chips. That evening, we tested out Yo Sushi! – as we are big sushi fans – and found that Yo Sushi’s best feature is that it is an interesting idea.
Day2: as we went to see the Tower of London, we had lunch nearby at La Rueda – excellent Spanish tapas. (Dad lived in Spain for a year 30 years ago, and was happily reminded of how much he enjoyed tortilla espanola.) In the evening, we went for Turkish food at Kazan, near Victoria Station. Again, a hit. The mixed Mezze appetizer provided a nice overview. Son had a chicken entrée, and Dad, lamb chops. We wondered why the waitstaff kept asking if we wanted chile sauce, so Dad got it and was very happy he did.
Day3: had upscale Indian food at Quilon, near our hotel by Buckingham Palace. While quite different from what we’re used to, it turned out very nicely. Son ordered dry-fried okra, and really enjoyed it. (Dad was kind enough to not speak of his hearty dislike of okra until after Son professed satisfaction.) Dad had the fish / seafood soup (really, really good) and a great lamb curry. Dinner that night was a big hit, as we enjoyed sushi at Tomoe, on Marylebone Lane. (The Chowhound London sushi string is incredible reading.) The scallop, marinated mackerel, and chu-toro all were very tasty, and Dad is not usually a mackerel fan. Son enjoyed the dragon roll and the tuna. If you don’t have reservations – and you probably should make them – arrive early!
Day4: ate dim sum at New World. We saw in Chowhound that there aren’t many Hong Kong-style (trolley) dim sum joints, but since that’s what we’re used to in Boston, we decided to compare. The result was, um, well, we look forward to returning to our Boston haunts. In the evening we went high-end pub, eating at the Anchor and Hope near the Southwark tube stop. We understand the high rating, as the rib of beef with béarnaise sauce was excellent.
We should point out that Dad is not always the most complimentary of fellows, and is concerned all the above favorables may come across as the comments of someone who likes everything. He doesn’t, but paid close attention to Chowhound and to good result, obviously. Thank you CH’ers!