Kitty Fisher's Mayfair

"Kitty Fisher’s crispy potatoes are the kind of thing we measure the value of all other things in. At £5 they’re one of the best sides in London, and this kind-of establishment-feeling hedonistic spot in Mayfair is extending their 2 x plates of crispy potatoes per person discount every Wednesday throughout September." - oliver feldman, rianne shlebak

"You know that noise you make when a last minute goal goes in? That one that sounds like a mating scene from Planet Earth? That’s pure joy. And you know that weird head nod you do when Le Freak comes on shuffle? That’s pure joy as well. If a restaurant makes you have a moment like this once then it’s pretty good going. Twice and it’s a go-to. More than that, and you’re onto something special. Kitty Fisher’s falls into that last bracket. Being at Kitty Fisher’s is a bit like being wrapped in a velvet blanket, being fed bouillabaisse from a silver spoon. It is, in restaurant form, Prince George’s upbringing. Everything, from the red velvet seats to the meat-and-two-veg mains, harrumphs over the top British decadence. It has an establishment feel because it’s in an establishment area. And it’s named after an 18th century prostitute that served members of the establishment. In theory that makes it easy to dislike, but that’s only in theory. In reality, Kitty Fisher’s is serving some of London’s most simple sounding and tasty food. This is a meal full of looks, noises, and gestures of joy. What is essentially cheese on toast will have you nodding gormlessly at the person opposite you. Few restaurants have dishes that have this effect, but Kitty Fisher’s has it across their entire five section menu. If you’re not stunned into silence by the smoked eel risotto or lamb with garlic and onions, you’re just silently savouring it. Other dishes will cause your brain to recompute what the limitations of enjoyment are in a single mouthful. If vodka is the only potato product that’s turned you into a confused and jabbering mess, then you haven’t tried the crispy potatoes here. So crispy but so soft. So soft but so crispy. How? What? Give me another one. You know that feeling you’d get as a kid, eating your favourite sweet? That’s what you’ll get after your first bite of the strawberry and ice cream dessert here. It’s pure, unadulterated, playground joy. That’s not the sort of feeling you’d expect to get looking at Kitty Fisher’s on first glance, but don’t let appearances fool you. You come here to have an occasion in, to be a bit over the top in, and most importantly, to enjoy yourself in. Food Rundown photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Ham Hock Croquettes And Piccalilli Like the best M&S Christmas party snacks ever. You’ll probably want to eat 15-20 of them. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Welsh Rarebit And Lomo Perhaps the finest (edible) triptych ever created. And no, your cheese on toast won’t taste the same if you cut it up into squares. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Beetroot, Goat’s Cheese And Walnut Ketchup Some things just work. Beetroot and goat’s cheese is one of them. Beetroot, goat’s cheese, and our mouths is another. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Smoked Eel, Parsley Risotto, Leek And Egg Yolk There are some things you can imagine eating in any state, anywhere. Happy or unhappy. Rain or shine. A hug of a bowl of food. Iberico Presa, Carrots And Mustard A fine bit of meat and veg, but it felt a little rich by the end. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Smoked Eel Terrine This is like one of the first two people you approach to talk to at a party. It’s good looking, nice, but pales in comparison to others you’ll meet later on. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Cod And Cabbage ‘Cod and cabbage, cod and cabbage, they go together like horse and carriage’. These are, in fact, the lyrics Frank Sinatra meant to sing. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Lamb, Wild Garlic And Onions The sort of thing that somebody old would call ‘a proper plate of food’. Meaning that it has meat, vegetables, and gravy on it. But the point should be about how properly delicious it is. A plate licker. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Crispy Potatoes In the future there will be diagrams of these in textbooks to demonstrate how humans achieved structural and flavour perfection in potato form. Hispi Cabbage A saucy and charred bit of veg. Not essential (like the potatoes), but still tasty. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Chocolate, Malt Ice Cream, Stout Mousse If a chocolate cloud rained Guinness onto a field of barley, this is the mushroom-looking thing that would grow. And we would eat it all. photo credit: Karolina Wiercigroch Wild Strawberry And Hay Ice Cream The sort of dessert that ruins all other desserts. Nothing will ever be the same. That’s what you’ll say to your grandchild on your lap as you tell them about this dessert." - Jake Missing

"Named after an 18C courtesan, Kitty Fisher’s is a cosy, intimate and refreshingly unpretentious bistro; ask for a seat downstairs, in the somewhat Dickensian style room. Fresh, unfussy dishes are all about flavour – those cooked on the wood grill have added depth and character." - Michelin Inspector

"For:A très bougie hamper. What do you call an elf that forgot his Oyster card? We have no idea. But we do know that the luxury hamper from excellent British restaurant Kitty Fisher’s will be much better than any terrible cracker jokes. Not only do you get a luxury candle - hello, everyone loves candles - but hot chocolate, chutney, whipped cod’s roe, a cocktail mix, cheese, some casual potted goose, and mince pie fudge. We’ve never met any mince pie fudge before but we have a feeling we’d get along." - heidi lauth beasley

"In restaurant terms, Kitty Fisher’s is definitely one we’d classify as a treat, and that’s one of the reasons we think it’s an excellent choice to go to with your grandparents. That and its insanely delicious food. This cramped Mayfair restaurant matches classic and modern in everything it does. A lot of the food reads meat and two veg plopped on the plate, but when you eat and look at the lamb with onions, it tastes anything but that. The room is very Jane Austen BBC adaptation: candles, velvet. But you won’t find any snootiness here." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing