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Monday, 17 August 2015

Dinner at West Thirty Six

Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, LondonDinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

West Thirty Six is somewhere I've been wanting to go to for a long, long time. I'd seen its quirky townhouse interior scattered across magazines and the Internet since its opening in January, so you can imagine how excited I was when I was invited there for dinner last week. It was a horrifically rainy Friday, which meant the northern Notting Hill restaurant's squishy armchairs were exactly where I wanted to curl up and eat myself silly after a day of work.


Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

I'll just give you a moment to fawn over those cocktails. All done? Good. I went for the Raspberry Mule, which was a generously sized and delicious mix of vodka, raspberries, lime juice and ginger beer, while my friend opted for an Amaretto Sour (...that she drank half of before I had a chance to take a good photo. The girl doesn't understand blogging). And can we also take a minute to appreciate the incredible decor? The mismatched furniture and knicknacks scattered around the first floor dining area make it truly feel like you're eating in someone's home, and whoever's responsible for choosing all those Farrow & Ball paint colours gets a big pat on the back from me. Also hell-oo naked lady on the wall. I was distracted by the food and only managed to properly check out this one room, but the restaurant's spread across three floors, which means there's plenty more for me to explore next time I make a visit. 

Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

For starters we shared the chargrilled prawns served with garlic mayo (thankfully pre-peeled, so all those heads and legs were just for show) and the smoked maple and chipotle chicken wings. Both were full of flavour and the wings were crispy on the outside and extra juicy on the inside, while the prawns had a really tasty side of tomato and bruschetta. For my main I had the delicious pulled pork bun that was served with shoestring fries a.k.a extra long and thin crisps.

Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

Now this is where it starts getting dark and the lighting gets a bit funny. I swear this is always the case with going out to eat, but my favourite part of the meal was definitely the dessert. I had an incredibly rich and gooey chocolate and peanut butter bar that was served with salted caramel ice cream on top of chocolate biscuit crumbs. I had to waddle out the door by the time the meal was over, but really, who cares when the ice cream's that good?

It was a shame the weather was bloomin' miserable because not only did it make my hair frizz to no end, but it also meant I couldn't make the most of the great outdoor terrace decked out with shrubbery and bauble lighting. That space looks like it'd be absolutely perfect for summer evenings. Hang on a second... isn't it still summer?! Scratch that. Perfect for whenever it's not raining. Does West Thirty Six look like somewhere you might want to go?

My evening was kindly provided by the folks at West Thirty Six, but, as always, my views are 100% honest.



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Monday, 17 August 2015

Dinner at West Thirty Six

Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, LondonDinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

West Thirty Six is somewhere I've been wanting to go to for a long, long time. I'd seen its quirky townhouse interior scattered across magazines and the Internet since its opening in January, so you can imagine how excited I was when I was invited there for dinner last week. It was a horrifically rainy Friday, which meant the northern Notting Hill restaurant's squishy armchairs were exactly where I wanted to curl up and eat myself silly after a day of work.


Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

I'll just give you a moment to fawn over those cocktails. All done? Good. I went for the Raspberry Mule, which was a generously sized and delicious mix of vodka, raspberries, lime juice and ginger beer, while my friend opted for an Amaretto Sour (...that she drank half of before I had a chance to take a good photo. The girl doesn't understand blogging). And can we also take a minute to appreciate the incredible decor? The mismatched furniture and knicknacks scattered around the first floor dining area make it truly feel like you're eating in someone's home, and whoever's responsible for choosing all those Farrow & Ball paint colours gets a big pat on the back from me. Also hell-oo naked lady on the wall. I was distracted by the food and only managed to properly check out this one room, but the restaurant's spread across three floors, which means there's plenty more for me to explore next time I make a visit. 

Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

For starters we shared the chargrilled prawns served with garlic mayo (thankfully pre-peeled, so all those heads and legs were just for show) and the smoked maple and chipotle chicken wings. Both were full of flavour and the wings were crispy on the outside and extra juicy on the inside, while the prawns had a really tasty side of tomato and bruschetta. For my main I had the delicious pulled pork bun that was served with shoestring fries a.k.a extra long and thin crisps.

Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London
Dinner at West Thirty Six, Notting Hill, London

Now this is where it starts getting dark and the lighting gets a bit funny. I swear this is always the case with going out to eat, but my favourite part of the meal was definitely the dessert. I had an incredibly rich and gooey chocolate and peanut butter bar that was served with salted caramel ice cream on top of chocolate biscuit crumbs. I had to waddle out the door by the time the meal was over, but really, who cares when the ice cream's that good?

It was a shame the weather was bloomin' miserable because not only did it make my hair frizz to no end, but it also meant I couldn't make the most of the great outdoor terrace decked out with shrubbery and bauble lighting. That space looks like it'd be absolutely perfect for summer evenings. Hang on a second... isn't it still summer?! Scratch that. Perfect for whenever it's not raining. Does West Thirty Six look like somewhere you might want to go?

My evening was kindly provided by the folks at West Thirty Six, but, as always, my views are 100% honest.



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