Bill Granger's restaurants are a Sydney institution, so I was excited to learn he was opening a restaurant in London. Particularly well-known for brunch, it wasn't hard to decide what time of day to visit
Granger & Co. We arrived around 9:30am on Saturday, to a crowded, yet airy room. I think we timed it well, as a six-seated table had just become available - I was brunching with BoyWonder, my darling friend Caroline and her husband Dave, and our babies Pickle & Lulah; it was popular venue for other parents as well, as there were a large number of other prams and carriers in sight.
We started with juices - a freshly squeezed orange juice, an elderflower cordial and a homemade lemonade were well received. While delicious, BoyWonder's sunrise smoothie was a little on the small side, and at £3.50, I would have expected it to be at least twice its size.
I struggled to decide between two dishes for my meal, but eventually, I couldn't go past Bill's famous sweetcorn fritters. Served with fresh baby spinach, a lightly cooked tomato and a slice of bacon, it was well-seasoned and delicious. This dish could be improved by a bit more generosity of bacon, as it only comes with one slice.
An unfortunate theme, as the boys discovered with their Full Aussie breakfasts. An enormous portion of creamy scrambled eggs is accompanied by delicious sourdough toast, mushrooms and tomato, but only three chipolata sausages and another single slice of bacon. A third less egg with one extra slice of bacon and two more teeny sausages would have seen them far happier. Unfortunately, BoyWonder discovered a bone-shard in one of his chipolatas. The first waiter he brought this to the attention of was, quite frankly, useless - he said "oh, OK" and wandered off. The service up to this point had been relaxed, if a little slow - but it was a weekend brunch, so we weren't in a rush. But that was a little too relaxed. So he requested to see the manager. She apologised, spoke to the chef and returned saying they'd bring it to their supplier's attention. He was then offered a complimentary coffee in apology. We suggested dessert would be more appropriate (but more on that in a bit, as it was our SilverLining).
The soft boiled eggs with sour dough toast was enjoyed, but as it does what it says on the box, there's not much more I can say here.
BoyWonder decided to get a coffee. Now in
past posts, I've detailed that he is, shall we say,
particular about his coffee. He wasn't disappointed with his long black - it was rich, intense and full of flavour. None of the
dreaded burn. Aussies know how to make coffee.
For dessert, we agreed to indulge (sensibly by sharing) the ricotta pancakes with honeycomb butter, banana and maple syrup. And, oh my! They were delicious - definitely the hit of the day. The ricotta lends a creaminess that balances the sweetness brilliantly; the honeycomb butter is a delight. I would definitely order this as my main dish next time, with a side of bacon (hopefully more than one slice!). So yes, why there were some issues, I will be back, and would recommend popping over to Notting Hill for breakfast or brunch soon.
Cheers, KangaRue :)
An unfortunate theme, as the boys discovered with their Full Aussie breakfasts. An enormous portion of creamy scrambled eggs is accompanied by delicious sourdough toast, mushrooms and tomato, but only three chipolata sausages and another single slice of bacon. A third less egg with one extra slice of bacon and two more teeny sausages would have seen them far happier. Unfortunately, BoyWonder discovered a bone-shard in one of his chipolatas. The first waiter he brought this to the attention of was, quite frankly, useless - he said "oh, OK" and wandered off. The service up to this point had been relaxed, if a little slow - but it was a weekend brunch, so we weren't in a rush. But that was a little too relaxed. So he requested to see the manager. She apologised, spoke to the chef and returned saying they'd bring it to their supplier's attention. He was then offered a complimentary coffee in apology. We suggested dessert would be more appropriate (but more on that in a bit, as it was our SilverLining).
For dessert, we agreed to indulge (sensibly by sharing) the ricotta pancakes with honeycomb butter, banana and maple syrup. And, oh my! They were delicious - definitely the hit of the day. The ricotta lends a creaminess that balances the sweetness brilliantly; the honeycomb butter is a delight. I would definitely order this as my main dish next time, with a side of bacon (hopefully more than one slice!). So yes, why there were some issues, I will be back, and would recommend popping over to Notting Hill for breakfast or brunch soon.
