If I was facing the death penalty, I would choose the
Challah bread at The Palomar for my last meal. Although, I’d probably be on death
row for bludgeoning someone to death for jumping the queue at their Soho
location.
The first time I went it was a random invite from a friend
and her boyfriend. The clever bunny books restaurants several months in advance
for 4 people and then the week of, finds another couple to go with and my
fiancé and I won the lottery this time!
The four of us were squashed into a corner table normally
reserved for two people and handed menus. I was super intimidated at first
because I didn’t know most things on the menu.
Thankfully our friends had been there before, and to other restaurants
by the same chef group in Jerusalem and assured me the food was
incredible. She wasn’t wrong.
My contribution for ordering for the table was the Chicken
two ways because it was breaded and fried, and as I said before, that’s pretty
much how I judge all food.
It was delicious! The Challah Bread is to literally die
for.
You can’t go wrong with just about
anything you order and take a chance on the chef specials.
We did and there were absolutely no regrets!
Reservations are understandably difficult. However, if you
go very early, you stand a good chance of getting a seat at the bar. I did that
with my vegetarian friend while she was pregnant and the seats were confortable
enough for her and she loved the food. It’s also fun to watch the kitchen work
in front of you. They have a pretty good sense of humor.
The Palomar
34 Rupert Street
London W1D 6DN
Labels: Dinner, London, Restaurant Review, Soho, The Palomar
