I’ve
been meaning to eat at Flat Iron for ages – it’s on my restaurant list – but it’s
often difficult to get a table as they don’t accept reservations; it’s walk-ins
only. We ate at the Denmark Street branch, as I’d had an interview in Fitzrovia
earlier in the day. It was 3pm, so the restaurant was nearing empty and we were
the only table for the majority of our time there – perfect as it meant Alfie
was able to walk around.
One
thing I will say is this particular branch is not baby/toddler friendly. There’s
not much room for buggies; no high chairs and all the seating is small stools;
and there are no baby-changing facilities, we had to change Alfie on a small,
narrow stretch of floor. It wasn’t long before Alfie wanted to come out of his
pushchair, so he spent the majority of the time on my lap, or trying to climb
down and explore... thankfully the staff were brilliant with him!
I
wish I’d got our waitress’ name as she was fabulous; so friendly and genuinely
interested in us. As we hadn’t been before, she explained the brief and simple
menu (steak and salad for £11, with sauces and sides as additional; or a burger
on the specials). We’d had chips earlier in the day, so I chose the creamed
spinach and Ash went for the market greens, which was cavolo nero. In terms of
sauces, we both had peppercorn (my favourite).
The
steaks were not only great value for money, but great quality and well-cooked
(medium-rare as recommended). Even Alfie tried some, but he was definitely more
interested in the popcorn we were able to graze on while waiting –
complimentary. The steaks and sides were surprisingly filling, so I hadn’t even
considered dessert – of which, there’s just the one option.
But
as our waitress cleared the table, she said she’d bring over dessert on the
house! I’m not sure if it’s because I’d mentioned that the restaurant was on my
list, or because Alfie melted their hearts!
The
desserts came in a champagne saucer and consisted of soft serve ice cream on a
pool of salted caramel sauce, with pots of hot chocolate sauce and vanilla bean
syrup to pour over. Yes, it was incredibly sweet – and that’s coming from me
with a major sweet tooth. That said, I ate all of mine and managed to finish
Ash’s, which had formed a melted, sticky, sickly mess. Ash isn’t a fan of
salted caramel, so I think we’d have either shared one sundae between us, or
skipped dessert altogether.
Including
our drinks (which I totally failed to mention, but for the record, I had a
strawberry & basil Collins, which was lush) and 12.5% service charge
(optional, but we paid it and even left an additional tip), the bill came to
around £45. This is definitely more than reasonable, especially when you
consider the cost of ‘steak dinners’ and ‘London prices’. Everything about the
experience was enjoyable (which is surprising with munchkin-in-tow), so I’d
return to Flat Iron in future... just maybe not this branch while Alfie is so
little.
Love,
Lucy xx
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