We
have recently decided that we’ll dedicate one day a month to date, Alfie-free
and Ash was fully in charge of organising our first one. He had booked an hour
at Bloomsbury Lanes bowling and then sent me a shortlist of restaurants to eat
at, afterwards. We decided on Bon Vivant, a beautiful French restaurant in the
heart of Bloomsbury. It may look small from the front, but don’t let that fool
you.
On
the weekend, Bon Vivant serves bottomless brunch between 10:30am and 4:30pm.
Booking for 5pm, I believed that we’d miss that crowd, but unfortunately not!
We had a really nice corner table, which would have been perfect for a date, or
intimate occasion, but for the large table of 10-12 very loud and very drunk
girls. The waiter struggled to hear us, we struggled to hear him and it made
conversation between the two of us nigh on impossible. I left feeling sorry for
the staff and ended up with a banging headache. We even left before them, so
our entire meal and experience was like it. I know, in hindsight, I should have
asked to move.
As
usual, I looked at the menu beforehand, but hadn’t decided what I’d be ordering
– it’s not that there was loads of choice, but it was all my favourite things.
I had contemplated the king prawn spaghetti or sea bream, but eventually
decided on the bavette steak. It was a great decision. I was really surprised
by the portion size – and it was the chunkiest and best-quality bavette I’ve
ever had. There were two large cuts of meat on a bed of wilted spinach, topped
with confit onions and plenty of truffle. I would have ordered the truffle
& parmesan fries, but thought it would be overload, so went for the regular
fries, which were good. It really was a delicious plate of food, presented well
and I’d definitely eat it again in a heartbeat.
Ash
went for the dirty burger and it really was dirty, with lashings of baconnaise
drizzled over a cheese burger and salad. He was asked how he’d like it cooked,
opting for medium and I have to admit, I got brief food envy; it looked
delicious, but very messy! It came served on a wooden paddle, which wasn’t the
easiest to eat off, especially with the messy sauce. The burger came with a
side of fries.
For
pudding, we agreed to share the tarte tatin for two, which took 10 minutes but
was most definitely worth the wait – and I’d happily have waited longer! I’m
not even lying when I say it was the nicest tatin I’ve had outside of France,
it really was unreal! The puff pastry was crisp and flaky; the apples poached
to perfection, still with a bit of bite; and the hot caramel was so dreamy,
especially once I poured the ice cream on top! It looked like a masterpiece,
too. As tasty as it was, we both got full and struggled to eat it all, but it
was perfect.
It
was a lovely meal, there’s no denying that; the ambience just wasn’t what I was
expecting and I imagine during a later dinner service, it’s a lot better. If
you’re looking for somewhere slightly more casual for a date or even a catch up
with friends (or your mum), I’d recommend Bon Vivant – just make sure you book
outside of brunch hours. To be fair, I’d be tempted to go there for brunch, as
the menu looked good and it’s two hours of unlimited French sparkling wine,
bellinis or mimosas. The restaurant has that cosy intimate vibe which is ideal,
but combines the feel of a traditional French bistro.
Love,
Lucy xx
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