Nonetheless, what a most enjoyable lunch. One could sense the truffles well before they appeared in the tartaresque starter. To my eye it looked modern and inviting .... and certainly tasted great. Feast slam dunked the accompanying Pinot Gris and we moved on to the Pork belly. I doubt if I have seen a more sophisticated bit of crackling ...light and tasty. The turnip bit was mentionable even just for the mental images it conjured up.
Having drooled over the cheeseboard we all enjoyed at the Cashmere Lounge a couple of months ago, I find it easy to be disappointed by recent pretenders ... and this one was no exception. The quince jelly has become a thing on many of Wellington’s finest restaurant boards, to the point of ho hum now .... still it was pleasant enough. Overall, an 8/10 experience.