Wednesday, 7 November 2007
Although it may seem like I lead a Michelin-starred eating-out life, I can still be awed by glamour dining. Which brings me to The Wolseley, my most glamorous outing to date. An ex-car showroom (of Rolls Royces I suspect, not Honda Civics) has been transformed into a marble-decorated split level restaurant full of people wearing real designer clothing (I saw the Chloe tag on the woman's coat next to me). The food didn't blow me away, but the gorgeous surroundings did.