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POETRY AND THE FEAST – Review of Dinner

This review is of Dinner by Heston Blumenthal. Overseen by Mr. Blumenthal, TV star and owner of the famous three-star Fat Duck restaurant in Bray, Dinner’s kitchen is run by Ashley Palmer-Watts, previously the Executive Head Chef of the Fat Duck group. The restaurant is located in the Mandarin Oriental Hotel in Knightsbridge and its menu focuses on historic British dishes.

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Oh lo and behold, who hasn’t been told;
‘Dinner’, the title; isn’t that a little bold?

“A day’s main meal”, lunch or supper, all the same;
Our ancestors were pragmatic – to me ‘tis still a silly name.

With dishes dating back to a glorious past in Britain;
A historic waltz through centuries, every critic was smitten.

Inspired and led, by our celebrated Heston Blumenthal;
A mad hatter’s genius, an artist equal to Chagall.

Hyde Park’s Croesean barracks receive Dinner’s room service to th’ door;
Where the Reputationally Challenged mingle, wine, dine, and snore.

Onwards, past the red penguins, up the starry Mandarin Oriental;
Where the marble is shiny, and the mannequins for rental.

The warm smiles continue; tight grey dresses soon guide me ahead;
Passing a pride of cougars in the bar; talons ready, probably not fed.

I choose instead the temple, and onto the spit roast first falls my sight;
Reigning like the Divine Comedy’s purgatory, a fiery visual delight.

A black-tie rouses me from my stupor – “good evening!” – as I ogle the room;
Dress Code ‘comfortable’, as per the website, seemingly only a nom de plume.

A laboratory, an operating theatre, a stage for passion and glory;
What lies beyond the kitchen’s crystal walls? Here’s to a sensuous story.

Service begins, he grins, he wins (hm, sparkling? Alright then, fine);
Menus are studied, devoured, some people faint (yes, prices for the wine).

You’ve seen it, you’ve heard it, The Meat Fruit’s a subject of fame;
A culinary Kabuki, tickling your eye, to the tongue oh so tame.

Then we set sail, with scallops on ketchup and mackerel smoked in hay;
A sweet turbot, cod drunk on cider, craft else practised only in Bray.

For puddings, Tipsy Cake – booze, joy, childhood, in a Proustian pan;
More comforting than earmuffs, indulgent beyond a Louboutin.

Vintage the dishes, futuristic the bill, an adventure and a journey
through time;
Heston in his prime, mostly good, often sublime; it was well worth – a rhyme.

-BY POETRY AND THE FEAST

  • poetry and the feast by poetry and the feast
  • March 22, 2011
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