It might seem like a bit of a cheat writing a blog about a restaurant where I’ve only had pudding*. But this pudding is so good it deserves its own blog. Even though I had it 3 weeks ago I cannot stop thinking about it. I’m plotting when to return.
Let’s rewind. Having had a delicious dinner at Bao Fitzrovia, which fully lived up to expectations, I decided I wanted proper dessert and a proper (large) glass of wine. Being right by Charlotte street we were in no better area to find both items, and so we strolled along until we got to the Ninth. I’d read good things about this place, no less regarding its attractive Japanese celeb chef Jun Tanaka, but mainly about the food. It also, like most Charlotte Street restaurants (another reason why I love it so) has a little terrace outside, with, in our case, empty tables.
The staff were ever so charming and more than happy for us to enjoy dessert and wine outside. The dessert menu had some very appealing options and I was almost tempted to go for the Tarte Tatin. But the (lovely) waiter insisted I try their famous ‘Pain Perdu’, which sounded like my sort of thing. Best decision ever.
It’s really rather pleasant sitting on their terrace with the heaters on, watching Charlotte Street go by, sipping a good glass of French (obvi) wine. But life got just that little bit better when a loaf of beautifully caramelised French toast was placed in front of me. With wonderful vanilla ice cream. The loaf was soft and warm on the inside, but with a slight caramel crunch on the outside. It’s quite a lot of pudding, but scary how quickly and easily that vanished (my Instagram photo below). Don’t get one to share, it’s too good for that. And while a portion that size might leave you feeling sick, it wasn’t overly sweet so I felt just fine afterwards (if slightly on a sugar high).
The great thing is that since I didn’t actually have dinner there, I have an excuse to go back (the menu looks good, and prices reasonable). Inside was also appealing, dimly lit, buzzing without being noisy, the ideal date place perhaps.
If the rest of the menu is anything like the Pain Perdu, then it will certainly be a dinner to remember.
**Since writing this blog I actually went back for lunch in the sun with my father. We enjoyed two of their delicious salads/ceviche and their oxtail croquettes which were delicious. To finish, we had the Pain Perdu, of course! Couldn’t recommend this place highly enough.
22 Charlotte Street
Photo credit: The Ninth