A couple of months ago I was invited to dinner in Notting Hill, specifically at a Greek restaurant called Mazi.
|THAT Feta Tempura...|
The feta tempura was every bit as good as id been led to believe, a triumph of textures and flavours - it's accompanied by caper meringue and lemon marmalade - and the crunch of the delicate batter and the soft, salty, melty innards was testament to the kitchen's frying and sourcing skills. Even better though, it wasn't the high point of the meal.
Nestled in their charming, and totally unexpected, garden, we grazed and supped, supped and grazed... Even a huge downpour didn't disturb the gentle gluttony, as there's a retractable canopy protecting most of the seating area from the elements.
|The Tzatziki Martini|
Grilled aubergine with soy and thyme honey
|Shredded rabbit stifado and pearl onion cream|
|Loukmades, lavender honey, chocolate sorbet|
I've probably mentioned before that I find it increasingly hard to answer that "what's the best restaurant in London?" question,and so typically have a list of about five places I recommend to those who ask, a mix of stalwarts, the unexpected, and some neighborhood secrets. Mazi is now on the list and I suspect it'll be there for some time to come.