Our Project Manager took us out for a small celebratory lunch today, at a place called Villandry in Great Portland Street that seemed to be a combination of shop and restaurant.
I started with fish soup with rouille, which was good, and plenty of it. (Apparently rouille is french for rust; it's a sort of reddish chili and garlic flavoured mayonnaise.) Other people had globe artichokes.
My main course was lamb with butter beans. The alternative was salmon. They served fresh green beans and carrots; also chips, which didn't seem to go well with either meal. Then I had cheese, which was a bit disappointing for a place with pretensions, nothing unusual. And I had a bottle of Petit Chablis along with it, which helped.
It was quite pricy for what it was, I have to say. I guess it's the kind of place designed for what we were doing: lunch on expenses, emphasis on good service rather than on the food itself.
