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(Don't) Date Yourself! @ Greyhound Café

(Don't) Date Yourself! @ Greyhound Café

What?

Date Yourself! (DY!) is a series that embraces and celebrates the joy of enjoying one's own company.
Life is too short to save that dress or restaurant for a hot date (in the non-foreseeable future).
What I say is: book that restaurant; put that dress on and; go out and have a marvellous time, unaccompanied.

Where?

Greyhound Café, 37 Berners Street, London W1T 3LZ
(it's basically on Mortimer Street, across the road from Detox Kitchen)

Why?

Umm... because I love great food and don't need a fellow diner or a special occasion to enjoy it!
Plus, I needed an end-of-January-pick-me-up as the weather has been dire! Roll on Spring!

 

 

The Food

As it was lunchtime, I had a 1 hour time-frame however, that makes it fun.
I have mastered a good rush back to the office many a time (notably, a Reiss Sample Sale in Mayfair, 20 minute walk each way, many bargains scored and back in my office chair within an hour, on the dot).

Due to time restraints, I had already pre-decided what I wanted to order:

  • The Phuket Burger: soft shell crab burger with avo, served with chips and som-tum (green papaya salad);
  • Herbal Mix Tea Pot: freshly made pot of herbal tea, mint, thyme, tarragon, ginger, galangal, kaffir lime leaf, and lime zest. Very soothing and full of antioxidants, apparently.

Sounded great to me.
Shame, it wasn't.

  basically the culinary equivalent of catfishing

basically the culinary equivalent of catfishing


It was so poor that I honestly can't be bothered to recite the whole goings on, so see right for what I posted on OpenTable.

In essence,

  • the service was all over the place: I received the wrong dish and my tea was handed to the neighbouring table;
  • the food was cold; and
  • the food was bland.

It even crossed my mind to leave! 
That has never happened before.


As for 

The Vibe,

It was noisy as heck and rather chaotic.
The people next to me were attempting to have an informal business lunch, but it didn't seem to be going well–they kept having to speak up and repeat themselves.

The restaurant is one large glass tank, although because there are booth seats around the whole room, so you can't actually see much out of the windows. Shame.

     I'm actually quite pleased with this review, you know. (Bar the phrasing of the second paragraph).     Perhaps this is my new calling - witty and snarky reviews of restaurants!    Saying that, I really didn't enjoy my meal that it was painful to pay the bill. Which some how came to, if I recall correctly, something like £22... for a burger and a pot of tea.   Oh and the charge for the poor service.    I was so keen to leave, I forgot to take it off!    After paying, I still had 15 mins to spare before I went back to the office! That's how you really know it wasn't great.

 

I'm actually quite pleased with this review, you know. (Bar the phrasing of the second paragraph). 

Perhaps this is my new calling - witty and snarky reviews of restaurants!

Saying that, I really didn't enjoy my meal that it was painful to pay the bill. Which some how came to, if I recall correctly, something like £22... for a burger and a pot of tea. Oh and the charge for the poor service.

I was so keen to leave, I forgot to take it off!

After paying, I still had 15 mins to spare before I went back to the office! That's how you really know it wasn't great.


 

Overall

Don't chance it, mate.

It's hit and miss and you're more than likely to end up with a miss.

Perhaps Greyhound Café should have stuck to their original model of fashion retailing business?

Or at least, perhaps they shouldn't have ventured over to London. Although, I read the original restaurant in Bangkok is a real must-visit.

Some of the magic must have been lost in transit.

 

In justification of possibly taking life a bit too seriously

January and February, in review

January and February, in review