One of the downsides of being in a relationship with someone as competitive as yourself, is that this normally extends to even food choices. On our recent London trip, we had lunch at Heston Blumethal’s restaurant, Dinner. The menu was developed by Heston and Ashley Palmer-Watts who heads the Dinner ktichen, and focuses on historically inspired British dishes. According to their website, the name “Dinner” refers to the “main meal” of the day – whether that be lunch, mid day or actually dinner time. According to San Pellegrino, this restaurant is the ninth best in the world, topping Heston’s other restaurant, The Fat Duck (which ranks 13th).
So what happens when you try to compete for the best order? Four starters, two mains and two desserts happens. I highly doubt this but the waiter said that no couple had ever ordered that much before.
Entrees
Verdict: I win.
Verdict: He wins.
Mains
Verdict: I win.
Dessert –
His Order – Tipsy Cake (Roast Pineapple) – sorry forgot to take a picture of that one!
My Order – Ice Cream Trolley – now this isn’t on the regular menu – but the waiter insisted we order it. By mixing liquid nitrogen and vanilla custard, we were treated to instant ice cream! How could I NOT order this?
The Verdict: Do you really have to ask?
But then again… I always win.