Finally booked a table hear, and with less than 20 covers you need to book, good service, I like that I can order 500ml of wine so I can have red, and my partner in crime - white, the menu is small, which I like, the food is rich, as its French, with a good atmosphere, the best on Bermondsey St, still Pizarro, but slowly trying the competition!
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Time Out says
Posted: Tue Jul 23 2013
With José, Pizarro and now Casse-Croûte, nifty eateries are blooming along Bermondsey Street like edible flowers. They’re a tight-knit family, as the just-opened Casse-Croûte’s owner Hervé Durochat is also a partner in José and Pizarro. But while José and Pizarro both offer canny takes on Spanish food, Casse-Croûte is a shot of France – a warm, villagey France. There’s space for just 20 covers on the site of a former sandwich shop, with the room done out in dark wood and embossed wallpaper suggesting a patina of age.
Casse-Croûte feels genuinely familial – in the opening week, Hervé was greeting customers with the Parisian double kiss. In these early days it was already a joyful scrum of elbows, knees and waiters’ bums brushing your back as they went past.
Best of all, the menu of boldly chosen, smartly executed French classics really delivers. Delicate shavings of calf’s head were given zip with a tangy sauce ravigote, while creamy mackerel rillettes were pepped up with a scoop of mustard ice cream. A main course of pollock on a bed of artichokes was heady with parsley and dill, while the guinea fowl two ways – slices of roast breast and a mound of slow-cooked dark meat – was an earthy hit of good-quality game. Desserts were a little more workmanlike: a punchy peach melba and an intense chocolate gâteau with powerfully minty ice cream, but admirable. With the sensible pricing, and a cheese and charcuterie selection in the works, nous reviendrons.
Reviewed by Ellen Hardy
Casse-Croûte 109 Bermondsey St
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I defy you to find better food and drink on Bermondsey Street (or London Bridge for that matter!). Every time I go, I am blown away by the food, service and atmosphere. Breakfast, lunch and Dinner it's always sublime.
Terrible should take a hint from their sister restaurants on the street. Friendly service, better food and wine to be found just around the corner. Not worth the money. Walk up to Maltby Street or go to Pollen Street you'll be much happier, fuller and 100% less insulted.
To put it simply, the staff were rude. They told our group of friends off for speaking too loudly, when someone asked for another drink the waitress joked, 'get it yourself,' and when they got a starter order wrong we were blamed. The person organising our evening rang the restaurant beforehand to ask if there were any options for a vegetarian friend and was told that there were. But when we arrived the only choice was ratatouille on its own (basically the side-dish from the fish - and not much larger, either). Don't be seduced by the cosy atmosphere - the staff are anything but welcoming. To sum up, I wouldn't recommend this place if you: a) are in a group, b) are vegetarian c) want to go to a restaurant.
Don't believe the hype. This is an ok french restaurant, with food quality not particularly memorable, although fair for the (moderate) prices. Called on a Monday to book a table for 18.15 for the following a Friday night (nothing available later) and I was told the table was reserved for me for a two hour slot until 20:15. Fair enough. Planning a quick meal, we arrive at 18:30 and get told off by Mr Durochat himself for being late (no double kiss for us!). "I can't afford to lose business, it's been happening for over five years" (I thought this place opened about a month ago?). "People come in asking me for tables and I have to turn them away" (this when only 3 of the 10 tables were occupied). Eventually, he claims we can have a table "but only because I've had a cancellation". Assuming everything he said was true (and I doubt it) the discussion felt patronising and absolutely unnecessary. The food was ok, simple and tasty, certainly not stellar, small portions. Starter of girolles on toast was nice, pork main was tasty but dry and the mash accompanying it tasted a bit fake. Roasted fig dessert was bland. Wine by the glass (st emilion) was average, clearly from a bottle that had remained opened for a very long time. I certainly won't rush back.
Warm, friendly, small restaurant. We went for dinner and had some gorgeous cured meat to share with drinks first as the kitchen doesn't open till 6pm. We shared the sardines for entree. The sardine was generous and fresh, served with a tangy sauce. I had the veal belly with ratatouille. It was delicious! Never had the belly from a veal before and it was paired well with the vegetables and red sauce. Hubby had the fish which although came in a small portion, still left him full. Staff are relaxed, speak French and all friendly. All up was GBP45.
An absolute delight. I've been waiting (and eating) through it all, American Burgers, Spanish, Italian. Finally - the French Revolution is here. He has done such a beautiful job of everything. Just charming. Delicious seasonal menu and robust wine list. I felt transported.