The majority of this week’s episode follows the relatively low-key template set last week: lots of sweaty yelling in rooms, forests and prison cells, with only the occasional glimpse of your actual undead. With Rick (Andrew Lincoln) still suffering the kind of post-traumatic stress that seems to exclusively afflict TV characters – causing him to gurn, hallucinate his dead wife, and overact wildly – it’s left to Glen (Steven Yeun) to hold the gang together.
Meanwhile, the Governor (David Morrissey) seems chastened by recent events – could he actually be rethinking this whole raging-psycho-rapist-dictator life strategy? Luckily, it all comes together for a truly thunderous, show-stopping finale, reminding us just how good this show can be when the blood gets pumping.
The team behind South Place Hotel – D&D London – understand their City clientele. Smooth service is always required, as is a reliable and consistent dining experience. As such, their fine dining restaurant on the sixth floor (they also have a more affordable brasserie, South Place, on the ground floor) is never going to be the most daring restaurant in London, but it makes up for this in technical excellence and professionalism. The bevy of greeters may direct you past the wine wall to one of the understatedly monochrome tables, or in good weather, the slim outdoor terrace (no bookings are taken for this, it’s first-come). The à la carte is for expense-account diners, and there’s no shortage of these here. By comparison, the set menu at £27.50/£32.50 for two/three courses, seems good value. Ingredient quality and cooking skill was impeccable in everything we tried, from a creamy ‘potted salmon’ layered under a cucumber and apple jelly, to a succulent piece of cod with brown butter, tiny capers and a copper pot of buttery mash. Our only criticism is that the presentation of some of the dishes takes 'deconstruction' a step too far. Their expression of a waldorf salad – delicious though it was – had so many ingredients strewn across the plate it looked more like a Jackson Pollock canvas than a starter; even a simple risotto was garnished with a crash–landed fried courgette flower, candied orange and strips of both sweet pepper and courgette. But the texture of the rice was f
Venue says: “Our opulent Russian inspired winter terrace is now open. Voted one of the best in London.”