First off, I’d like to apologize once again to the woman two
tables down for hitting her in the head with my chopstick. I have no idea how said chopstick went from
being in my hand to in your hair, but it happened. Thank you to the gentlemen
at the table next to me for attempting to take the blame, when we all know it
was me who clearly can’t behave in a fancy restaurant. Also, thank you to physics, the real reason
hilarious stuff happens.
Anyway, onto the review.
I’d been to Roka’s Charlotte Street location several years ago and
remember being freezing cold the whole time.
My experience in Canary Wharf was much better than that. Our
waitress Martyna was very very good. Our
cocktails took a bit longer than expected and you could tell she was angrier
about it than we were. When they did
arrive, they were delicious! Rome wasn’t built in a day and my cocktail took 20
minutes. Both were worth the wait. I had the raspberry passion and it tasted
like raspberry juice that gets you drunk. Like I said, worth it.
We had the premium tasting menu and the wine pairings to go
with it. I couldn’t pronounce 90% of the menu, but it was all delicious. The best dish on the menu was the first thing
we had, the yellowtail sashimi because it had a truffle dressing. The premium sashimi selection was good, but I
did find the tuna to be a little fishy.
As usual, I really liked the spicy tuna roll, which is my favorite
kind of sushi. I hate when restaurants cover perfectly good sushi with cayenne
pepper and just call it spicy. Roka’s
spicy tuna didn’t do that and was very mild but oddly (in a good way)
By the time we got to the black cod and scallop skewers, I
was pretty full. The scallops were good,
but I think Hakkasan has a better black cod.
The desert boat was huge! My favorites were the orange
sorbet and the chocolate green tea fondant although, full disclosure, I just
ate the outside chocolate cake part.
Overall, the meal was delicious, but obviously quite
pricy. But that’s not really a surprise
in Roka. Insider tip: getting there or
home on a weeknight can be a nightmare.
I was coming from west London and it wasn’t too bad, but there were
massive queues to get into Canary Wharf tube station. This time it was because
of the DLR strike, but apparently it’s usually quite bad. Things calmed down around nine. So prepare to stay for the long haul.
(Warning: their website has a loud and annoying video that
plays on the landing page)
Labels: Canary Wharf, Cocktails, Date Night, Dinner, London, Restaurant Review, Roka, Sushi