An open-to-the-public restaurant at the members-only London Capital Club, on Abchurch Lane.
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15 Abchurch Lane
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Average User Rating
4 / 5
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- 4 star:1
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@15 Bar and restaurant is conjoined with the notorious, exclusive members club, the Capital Club. However, not many people know that this restaurant is in fact open to non-members, and because the Capital Club members don't want to potentially have to affiliate themselves with the Great British public this poor eatery is not getting the custom it truly deserves.
This, of course made ME feel extra exclusive as the entire team pandered to my every request. There is also something refreshingly un-British about the service and that's not just because none of the waiters/ waitresses speak much English. My friends and I watched in awe as the French waitress graciously filled our glasses with one hand behind her back at all times - now that's taking etiquette above and beyond anything London has ever encountered.
Anyway, to the matter at hand, the food. We all opted for a range of starters which were preceded by two courses of complimentary bread. The initial crusty loaf was pretty standard, but the Tiger bread that followed was devoured by all in a instant (so buttery, so moist, I would recommend coming here just for a indulgent sample). In hindsight the tiger bread probably earned this restaurant want of its stars!
After this prolonged period of carb loading, starters ranged from leek and potato soup (with more bread), wild mushroom and goat cheese (served on brioche), duck salad, with chicory and blood orange, and cured smoked salmon with beetroot and horse radish (bread not included). Everyone seemed pretty content, but at the same time, saving as much space as possible for the eagerly anticipated mains that followed.
The steak was cooked to perfection with the most incredible hand cut chips, presented like a set of neatly arranged Jenga bricks (I resisted the urge to play, picturing the members upstairs shuddering in disdain if they caught sight of me). Those who ordered the pulled pork gave two massive thumbs up, especially for the added accompaniment of somewhat caramelised sliced apple. My friend who ordered the halibut was a tad concerned that it had been undercooked, but I think a lot of her paranoia was down to having just subjected her stomach to a rather testing two weeks in Delhi.
In sum, I would absolutely recommend eating here. It makes for a great reward after a long day grafting in the office (especially for city dwellers working just around the corner), combining comfort and class - without feeling too pretentious. Overall a great trade of dough!