marion is another andrew mcconnell institution and, so far for me, his best. the food is simple, well balanced and packed full of flavour, showcasing only one or two star ingredients. for two and a half hours, i felt like i was transported to a cabin somewhere in the alps, safe from the woes of the cold.
we started with the raw duckfish, served deceivingly simply with an oil and citrus dressing. it was an amazing balance of sweet, tangy and salty - a great comeback after having disappointing memories of duckfish from the deanery.
next were the prawn rolls, which were just cooked prawns on a brioche roll with a dollop of wasabi mayo. still, bloody good. the steak tartare followed closely and was buried under a pile of crunchy potato matchsticks and dotted with bits of creamy stuff. also bloody good.
for mains, we ordered the pasta (hand rolled and cooked simply with mushrooms) and the pork jowl with corned duck (served with a slice of braised cabbage and jus). as my friend said, these dishes were "winter on a plate" and exemplified the respectful use of seasonal ingredients.
for dessert, a pear and ginger pudding, a quince pudding and a baked chocolate. all delicious, and a perfect way to end the meal.
i applaud the staff at marion for delivering what was truly a memorable experience.