Roast, The Floral Hall, Stoney Street,
London SE1 1TL
09/03/2013
She said: After wondering around the
all-absorbing Borough Market and partaking in a little too much food sampling,
we caught the lift in the market up to Roast. As the lift doors open and you
pass the narrow reception area you enter a vast open contemporary dining space
with a beautiful, high glassed roof and windows overlooking the bustle of the
market below. It is definitely worth requesting a table by a window as we were
seated in a perfect corner table with windows on two sides which allowed us to
truly appreciate the fantastic architecture of the iconic market and undertake
some great people watching. The menu offered a good range of British cooking
and I opted for a fillet of Gunard which was small for the price and I was glad
I also ordered a side of coleslaw. The chocolate pudding was delicious and the
test of my latte arriving at the same time as desert was good enough. At £100
for two courses for two people and soft drinks, Roast is at the higher-end of
the price-scale but offers a unique setting and some decent enough food.
He said: I confess that I was totally distracted and can’t really
remember the food that well: she’d had the foresight to book the best table in
the house, by the corner window overlooking Borough Market. It’s not the
Pyramids, but what a setting! I grew up on the continent, and for as long as I
can remember weekends are associated with food markets – Saturday for the local
one, where the circus also sets up in the autumn, sometimes with a high-wire
motorcycle act; Sunday for the enormous one near the train station where the
fun fair beds down for the whole summer. For me the rhythm of the rows of
stacked produce, the colours, the smells and the buzz of the crowd is total
catnip. If Whiskas came on a plate I probably wouldn’t have noticed. As it was,
I got salmon, which I liked but which, at £23 a plate is expensive even by
London standard for a far-from-extinct species. Since I’m on the confessional
tip, I admit that, for once, the menu included lots of vegetarian options, all
of which I ignored although they actually were much better value and which,
judging by the standard of cooking, would have been very good choices. My
sticky date pudding was a real winner, as confirmed by the she-buzzard’s spoon
swooping down on my plate with alarming frequency. When will she learn that you
don’t have to order chocolate just because it’s on the menu? To sum up, ladies
and gentlemen of the jury, Roast is a unique proposition if you’re by the right
windows; otherwise you could be at any number of very good establishments.
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