The supper club fad has been around for a couple of years now and with our economy not showing any indication of improving I feel that more and more homes are being secretly turned into restaurants by night to support the popular demand to eat out at affordable prices.
But a supper club supper is about more than just an affordable meal, you’re seated in somebody’s living room-come dining room, at a table with interesting people to talk to, plenty of booze cos you take it yourself, and each dish is served with pride and a sense of affection. With absolute zilch sign of the commercial world we live in and mass produced chain restaurant food, you relate to your hosts and feel their energy and enthusiasm of wanting to please their guests.At least that was how I experienced my first supper club at Leluu & Blyde’s. My dinner partner Keeley and I were warmly greeted out of the typical British drizzle and invited into the delicious smelling house softly lit up by the ambiance of gentle music and warm candles. Once our coats and wine was looked after, Uyen (Leluu) made the effort of introducing all her guests to each other and whether this was the plan or not it naturally led the way of choosing like-minded people who you wanted to sit at a table with.
To enable conversation to flow more freely, we were given a tomato consommé with a twist, laced with vodka and basil it was both flavoursome and exciting.
This was nicely followed by ‘Sea Petal’ a delicious oyster, complimented with a delicate jelly of nettle, seaweed and sesame.
We were then served our ‘snow white risotto’ a very tasty, creamy and delicate risotto of fennel, squid and black autumn truffles, served with sweet onion dust.
‘Chickens have loved’ I have never eaten chicken hearts before and I was pleasantly surprised by these little squidgy nuggets of meat. Marinated in teriyaki, ginger and caramel they had a sweet and savoury flavour and were surprisingly popular with the vegetarians on our table!
Next to come in my mind was quite rightly the star of the evening, roasted quail infused with the delicate flavour of rose water, succulently cooked to perfection and served on a bed of julienne parsnips and a scattering of the vibrant jeweled pomegranate seeds. The humour of the miniature rose fastened to the derriere of the bird showed the playful lightheartedness of the evening, but the gentle scented flavour complimenting the soft delicate flesh of the bird took this dish to a level of sophistication.
lyde was the care and attention given to their diners, the beautiful mish mash of vintage china, and the respectful announcement of every dish, educating the diner of what was in front of them. Keeley and I were sat at a table with two very definite vegetarians or at least they were at the start of the evening, yet somehow through the course of the evening they emerged from the night, chicken heart chewing, quail bone gnawing, meat eaters, I think that sums up the excitement of the night and the quality of the food emerging from Leluu & Blyde’s kitchen!
We had a wicked evening, a fantastic introduction to the supper club world, and definitely not my last!