Blacklock
Blacklock.
One of the new trendy restaurants serving chops. So trendy that they lacked a well displayed sign to their underground lair in Soho. I must have walked back and forth in front of this little door countless times while I was frantically trying to contact my friends who were inside. When I engaged in microscopic scrutiny of the doors, I saw a handwritten piece of paper with the words “Blacklock” scrawled over it. Success at last!
My camera wasn’t that happy with the dark atmosphere though. So this post will have bad photos. Sorry!
A couple of starters that we ordered. These were jambon with crackers.
Coleslaw on biscuit.
Cheese on biscuits.
The starters were all alright but nothing to shout about. Then again, it was towards the cheaper end of my usual forays into dining out.
This was some type of little gem lettuce Cooked in a light herb sprinkling, I presume.
Some jumble together of veggies. I tend to ignore vegetables unless they are dressed very smartly, so a miss for me!
Courgettes with nuts I think. Ok.
The big stack of meat. Just what we had come all the way for. Beef rib. Lamb rib. Pork chop. Pork neck. Mmhmmm. Lots of meat. More importantly, how did it taste. Meaty. I enjoyed the less common cuts (at least for me) such as beef rib, which is usually a bit hard to find. Well cooked and helpfully avoiding the char that sometimes occurs when I cook food (I blame the distracting telephone). Perhaps in a sign that London’s food scene has been growing exponentially these past couple of years, if I had come across this during my starving student years (this was 10 or so years ago!) I would have had to be forcibly evicted from the premises as I would stay as long as I could (and then a little beyond that). Now with so many “not bad” restaurants opening up presenting good food for a reasonable price, burgers, lobsters, tapas, steaks, you name it, I must confess to being a little more picky now that I am spoilt for choice. So for this huge stack of meat (this is for 6 people, just in case you were thinking that I could eat this all myself) at a decent price in the heart of Soho, there was little to complain about. That is as long as the rats from the nearby Gelupo, which was closed down by health and safety due to a mice infestation, stay away. Although, I do admit to a bit of curiosity as to what roast rat looks like. As long as I don’t have to eat it.
A quieteating 6/10.
Dinner (2 courses) waso GBP20 excluding service and drinks.
24 Great Windmill St, Soho
London W1D 7LG