RSJ, 33 Coin Street, London SE1 9NR
Posted by pop at Nov 6, 07 11:51 PM ... Comments (1)
Ok, we were invited there for a pre-gig dinner before heading over to the Royal Festival Hall for a spot of something musical (as in 'a band', not...'Annie'). This place does have the worst restaurant name I have ever heard ('Rolled Steel Joists' anyone?) and possibly the crummiest website I have seen in years (or at since about the time period when I thought AOL was the internet), but don't judge it on either of those things people, because you'll be making a mistake.
RSJ, so called because it is a coverted barn and the owners thought it would be amusing or whatever to name it that, is a fine specimen of a restaurant. As you can imagine the building inside is slightly odd - lots of steep stairs and alcoves and toilets deep in the basement. Just looking at their menu will give you an indication of what loveliness lies within. We were served by a very knowledgeable french lady, who I struggled to comprehend to some extent.
picture courtesy of the RSJ
This again will teach me not to leave blogging until at least a month after the event, as it seems that they change the menu and I fail to recall exactly what it was I had, though it may well have been risotto. Husb rather predictably went for some form of pesky poisson, as he is banned from cooking fish or dismantling crustacea in my home. He has rights, but I don't think that contravenes his human rights, so I'll stick with it.
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I had oodles of squid.
Posted by Matt Chadburn at Nov 7, 07 09:13 AM