“The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.”
Wrong Bronte in this particular instance, but we know that as soon as we walked through the blossom draped archway entrance to Bronte on the Strand, that our Instagram timeline hearts would be getting a thorough exercise.
Disclaimer: We were invited guests of Bronte,
but all thoughts and misuse of literary quotes are entirely my own.
The splendiferous Angie and I met for a leisurely ladies lunch – one of the best things about being a freelancer is the ability to move my hours to suit my social diary. Bronte is tucked away in plain sight on the Strand; I must have walked past the arches for years without taking a thought for what they contained.
Walking through the blossom draped entrance, we took our seat to peruse the menu. After a minute or two we decided to begin with cocktails (pretending that it wasn’t a foregone conclusion): sparkling blog signatures all around – Angie enjoyed a Falling Star, containing Veuve Cliquot Grand Brut, Cointreau and Bitters; and I sipped at the refreshing Green with Envy of vodka, St Germain and kiwifruit.
We ordered a veritable feast of starters from the pan-Asian menu; steamed edamame beans flecked with sea salt and soy mirin sauce; black cod and saffron dumplings perfect for dipping into a lemon ponzu and chilli garlic sauce…
…a gorgeous chilli salt squid speckled with with strands of spring onion, cucumber, and an unctuous sweet chilli sauce; and yellow tail sashimi dabbed with a yuzu ponzu sauce and a slice of jalapeño.
For mains, we also went with our signature choices; I loved my twist on lamb cutlets, crusted with wasabi, parsley and crushed wasabi pea, served with a coconut jus, whilst Angie nibbled at the sea bass and baby beetroots, but would have preferred a crisper skin and the thought the pink champagne sauce was a little watery.
They were perfectly portioned for a lunchtime date, as we chatted about our most recent escapades.
We also snaffled a little tomato salad, allegedly boasting seven types of tomato and a definitely sporting a fresh ceviche dressing. I say we, but if we’re being honest here, Angie ordered it and I stole a morsel or two. Or three.
We rounded out our meal with coffees and dessert;
…my first venture into arctic roll which was lovely (thought the kumquats with yuzu dressing left me a little bemused) and Angie enthused over her pineapple carpaccio with lime, coconut crisp and coconut sorbet.
The interiors are lush with a lovely delicacy that the restaurants namesake Lord Nelson (aka Lord Bronte) and the love of his life Lady Emma Hamilton would have treasured.
“Happiness quite unshared can scarcely be called happiness; it has no taste.”