I hesitate to describe the ‘Smoked Fish Soufflé’ I ordered last night at the acclaimed Lunar Restaurant.
Where shall I begin…? Their description includes the words ‘light’ and ‘delicious’. The unnamed, and indeterminate, fish smelled as if it had indeed been smoked – perhaps with the aid of forty Benson & Hedges. ‘Light’ could be applied only to the colour of the soufflé, I’m sad to say, and in no way to its texture. In fact, the dish deviated so much from my expectations of this delightful culinary experience that I took my Parker pen and crossed out the word ‘Soufflé’ on my menu.
There certainly won’t be a repetition of my visit to this establishment, which offered much promise but failed to deliver. To sum up: Hesitation, Deviation and (definitely no) Repetition. The Nicholas Parsons Soufflé at The Lunacy Restaurant – give it a miss.
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