dean street townhouse

supposedly for two, the treacle sponge pudding is definitely the same size as the pud my ma used to serve up for the six of us. comes with as much custard as you can stomach.

atrocious service. we spent £380 for a christmas lunch yesterday, between three of us. we arrived, looked around, liked the look of the place and the atmosphere and were looking forward to a great afternoon.

the food, it has to be said, was delicious. as a vegetarian i had a divinely cheesy macaroni cheese as a starter and an exquisite cheese and leek tart for main (though £13 is very steep for a slice of quiche).

what ruined the afternoon was the service. ok, it was only our waiter and others may have had the excellent service that should be expected at these prices. we are far from fussy, but here are a few of the things our waiter did:

- constantly leaned over to server everyone from the same place, reaching right across my face with his arm, blocking me off entirely when i was speaking to my two friends
- interrupting our starter to remove and replace cutlery ready for the main course
- attempted to take away our plates when one of us was clearly still eating
- literally chucked down the dessert spoons on the table in front of us.

being typically british, we paid the £40 'optional' service charge, but very unhappily. he really spoiled it for us. i won;t be going back, despite the excellence of the food.

take a pass!. retro food is one thing, terrible food in a overly warm room is another. the presentation of the restaurant is unattractive with no imagination. the food is worse. i like retro food, but it should be informed by contemporary cooking and presentation. a plate of mince, period! i can't see how anyone would go herer. on a positive note, the prices were not too steep.

we staggered our way through the screaming hoardes of soho to the dean street townhouse and to some delicious food and a couple more jeraboams of champagne. epic twice baked haddock souffle and lobster bisque.

aside from the impressive menu in the all day restaurant, the townhouse also upholds the quintessentially british tradition of afternoon tea. served between 3pm and 5.30pm everyday, the menu consists of a selection of scones, cakes, pastries and finger sa

armchai anarchy. i do recommend you reserve a table for 4 and head down to the dsth for a dinner or so
stay in the front part, get a good armchair and have some grouse
you will be pleased

dst is definitely about the experience, like i said no complaints about the food and the cost of it - and it's priced accordingly - if you want to hang out and get noticed that's what you pay!

popular but pricey. it's had sooo much press and blogger interest that it would be impossible to pass this restaurant by. given that it is owned by shg and the irrepressible richard caring, owner of the ivy and caprice, in fact pick a famous restaurant and he probably has something to do with it. what's clever about all of his restaurants is that the food, and i mean this in the nicest possible way, is secondary to the experience. that's not to say that the food isn't good, it is, it's just that you can have better quality food (at a much cheaper price) elsewhere. what you can't get elsewhere is the feeling that you are really amongst it, rubbing shoulders with the great and the good (well not necessarily good). you can't help scouring the room to see who you recognise -'oh don't look now it's so and so off the telly'. the dean street townhouse is no exception. right in the heart of soho, juxtaposed advertising and film companies, it is a stunning dining room through it's simplicity. one thing that all the shg locations have is brilliant design, nothing over the top, just that it all works, from plain but interesting tiling to well thought through furniture and a real stand out bar. just through the design alone you can see why this is a very successful and talked about restaurant.

we started off with bloody mary's at the bar waiting for our table to become free. we were in no hurry and we had arrived early and a perfectly seasoned bloody mary kicked off proceedings. the maître d showed us to our table (earlier than expected) and we were promptly given menus and presented with the wine list.

we decided on main course only, i went for the skate and my lunch partner opted for the steak. my dish came with nothing, just a piece of a skate wing and same capers. i ordered sides of chips and peas. the sides were £4 each and the skate was £19.95 so you were looking at a £30 dish with service with what was basically posh fish and chips. also there were no frills with the peas - none of your creamed peas cooked in stock with onion and lettuce - these were, unless i am very much mistaken, out of a packet. however it was a good piece of fresh fish and i did enjoy it. the steak was cooked well, having been asked for rare, that's how it came - nothing more to say about that.

all in all the experience was a good one. like a lot of lunch or dinners, the company tends to be a big factor in whether you are going to enjoy yourself. dean street townhouse is definitely about the experience, like i said no complaints about the food and its priced accordingly - if you want to hangout and get noticed that's the price!

the dean street town house is the latest in the soho house family: part hotel, part private club, part bistro, along with high road house in chiswick, soho house in portman square (and manhattan), with even a branch in shoreditch. owned primarily now by r

i went there for a late meal. it closes at midnight and so is very convenient for post theatre dining. great atmosphere if you enjoy the soho buzz. menu is somewhere between british gastropub and french brasserie. we shared a very juicy whole roast chicken.

i consider myself pretty good at suggesting restaurants for specific occasions. factoring in location and price range (or any number of other variants pressed upon me) i can usually put forward a restaurant or two to suit requirements – whether it’s for b

oh dean street, i love you, especially on nice sunny evenings like last night. its the beating artistic heart of soho, and what a proliferation of brilliant places on one little street: experimental and great value theatre and comedy at soho theatre - goo

perfect breakfast. went for breakfast at the dean street townhouse on monday. i usually go to the wolseley for breakfast however i was keen to try this hot new kid in town after reading so many excellent reviews. when booking at the wolseley you get a 1hr 15min slot and then you have to vacate the table. no such nonsense at dean street. i arrived at 8am and left at 11am. i was led to a table by the huge georgian windows looking onto dean street. the chairs are upholstered, modern, and so comfortable you just can't avoid easing into the working week with a smile on your face - and this is even before the food arrives.
my business partner was running 30 minutes late and i was peckish - a round of perfectly browned crisp toast and my first coffee of the day arrived in a flash.
my choice from the reasonably priced menu was grilled manx kippers in butter (£7.50). the generous serving of two pairs were grilled to perfection.
the efficient staff managed to create a feeling of calm and be 'just the right side' of enthusiastic and friendly for a monday morning.
this place may not have the buzz of the breakfast crowd at the wolseley however for a more relaxed start to the week and the reassurance that your companion running 30 minutes late does not mean you only have 45 minutes left at your table the dean street townhouse is one of the best options in town.

opened in november 2009, the restaurant has appeared on every london ‘what’s hot’ list. in the last six months restaurant reviewers have been falling over themselves to try it out, not once, not twice, but up to three times

dean street - not up my street!. can't comment on the food as never quite got to that bit of the evening.
arrived with two customers, having booked an early dinner. maitre d', then did something amazing.... he checked my table booking, told me we couldn't have a drink at the bar and where we needed to go to leave our coats - without looking up from his reservation book! stunning. i politely said; "well actually we really would like a drink and we don't mind standing." i was then told that it was too full and that we must sit at the table.
so we were escorted to our table and the sat us right next to a couple already dining - now it was 6.15 and the restaurant had only half a dozen tables taken, why could he not have moved us just one table over, we would have still been in the same section and both parties would have had a more enjoyable evening.
we were then asked if we would like to see the drinks menu!! but we are the booking that asked to go to the bar we explained! anyhow - sure food fantastic and service in general good, but possibly they are in the heady heights of smoke being blown up their bottoms with great reviews and need to remember why they got such positive comments in the first place. result for us was a great italian with lovely service called little italy!