After a long & hard day of moving house, Part 1, there was no way that Michael & I were cooking ourselves supper.
Thankfully, Wright Brothers in Spitalfields were able to squeeze us in for a last-minute reservation.
Just a 10 minute walk from home, we entered the upmarket fish restaurant and oyster house with no expectations, hungry & tired.
The indoor restaurant is decorated in ‘luxury beach’ style, with lots of blues & greys, much like that of the fabulous The Idle Rocks and St Mawes Hotel’s in Cornwall that I visited earlier this summer (yes, it’s not over till I say it’s over).
The outdoor part is extremely cosy, with exposed brick, comfy cushions and heater lamps, which basked us all in delightful warm orange rays (see, I told you summer wasn’t over).
In desperate need of alcohol to reward a hard day’s labour, my stepdad (Ollie) ordered an Asahi ‘Super Dry’ lager (£4.80), whilst Michael & I shared a 500ml carafe of Pinot Grigio (£19.00).
Freshly baked bread was served and we began to relax in our pleasant surroundings.
For starters, Ollie chose the tempura fried courgette flowers, heritage tomatoes & basil (£9.25).
He’s not really one to share, and the poor man was so hungry that I thought I’d let him eat his meal in peace without me badgering him for a bite for once, so I can’t tell you how it was first-hand. I can, however, tell you that his plate was crystal clean within what I can only estimate to be milliseconds.
Michael had the crab croquettes (£7.00), which were absolutely divine. A deep golden crunchy batter surrounded a generous stuffing of succulent, flavoursome crab meat.
I ordered the Galician octopus, chorizo, broad beans & garlic (£12.75). An exquisite starter, with all of the components well-cooked and the flavours marrying beautifully.
For mains, Michael had the whole Dorset crab (£18.00), which was pretty good, but not as good as the one which I had at Bonnie Gull Seafood Shack a month prior.
There was no dressed brown crab meat (the BEST BIT), and the shell hadn’t been pre-cracked at all, making it even more of a monster to eat.
Still, it looked pretty darn impressive.
^ “Don’ mess with me.”
Ollie & I both ordered the market fish of the day; sea trout with a tomato & herb salsa and some kind of infused olive oil sauce (£22.50 each).
Our fillets of fish were huge and perfectly cooked, with a crispy skin (I personally think it is SACRILEGE when restaurants do not execute this well) and juicy, flaky meat. The tomato salsa was a fresh and delicious accompaniment.
To pack in some greens, both Michael & I had a side of tenderstem broccoli, capers & anchovies (£4.50 each), which had wonderful flavour, with the anchovies in particular playing their part well, but the broccoli was unfortunately overcooked.
Too tired to eat any more, and with moving house, Part 2, looming over our heads, we enjoyed each other’s company for a little while longer before Michael & I toddled back to our new home.
Our bill came to £139.27, which we thought was a little steep considering this meant that it was creeping on £50pp territory, and we hadn’t consumed all that much alcohol, or any desserts.
Still, I loved the vibe, the service was great, and the food was (nearly) all spot on.