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My friend was visiting from Paris over the weekend. To celebrate we all went to an Indian restaurant called Dishoom in Covent Garden.

Apparently, the restaurant draws on ‘the heritage and tradition of old Bombay Cafés’. Never having been to a Bombay Café I admit that this might have been lost on me. The atmosphere felt dark, stuffy and claustrophobic. This was especially the case when we were waiting at the bar for our table to be prepared. Squeezed between a pillar and someone’s shoulder it is nigh on impossible to look sophisticated holding your Bollybellini. I wasn’t terribly impressed by the rude waiter telling us to get out of the way either. Where were we meant to go?

The menu has some interesting choices available, particularly for snacks and starters. We ordered their crisps (poppadoms with a hint of lime, a sprinkling of paprika and something spicy), lamb samosas (crispy with a light, aromatic lamb filling – delicious!) and calimari (not what you’d expect in an Indian restaurant, but always a hit). After these nibbles I was looking forward to something more substantial.

However, the main courses were disappointing. For a start, there isn’t a great deal of choice. It’s mostly a choice between something from the grill or a Biryani. You can also have Roomali Rolls, but considering they’re just glorified wraps more suited for a lunchtime meal than dinner I stayed away from them. Decisions decisions. I have the most pathetic tolerance level for spicy food, so anything marked ‘(s)’ was immediately discounted. The only thing on the menu that described itself as ‘mild’ was the Murgh Malai. I was expecting something like butter chicken that would be creamy and delicious, melt in your mouth type food – not even a hint of that disagreeable burning sensation. What I got was a plate of tender chicken that set my mouth on fire. THIS was mild?! Yeah right… I ended up dousing the entire plate in a bowl of raita.

Another criticism lies in the portion sizes. My Murgh Malai was a side plate of chicken. Apart from a lime, a very small pot of slivers of cucumber and tomato (also spicy) and a sprig of parsley there was nothing else on the plate. I would have expected some sort of salad or a bit of rice to go with the chicken. In fact, I would have settled for a smaller portion of chicken if there was something to go with it. Those who ordered Biryanis fared a little bit better, although the presentation in a small stoneware bowl made the portion look smaller than it actually was.

Nevertheless, to end on a positive note, I have learnt several things from this experience. Firstly, not even dishonest chicken can make a night out with good friends less fun. Secondly, if in doubt, make sure the waiters/kitchen staff are aware of your spice intolerance. It’s not a recognised allergy, but for me (and hopefully others) it makes a huge difference. Finally, if all else fails, a bowl of cucumber raita will always help you through tough times.


I may have previously mentioned this, but London is full of exciting restaurants in all shapes, sizes and culinary persuasions. One particular cuisine I am especially fond of at the moment is Korean. Everyone’s had Chinese food or perhaps sampled a bit of sushi, but Korean food is still rather undiscovered for reasons that still elude me. Admittedly, it wasn’t until I became friends with a few Koreans at university that I first sampled Korean food, but since then it’s had a significant impact on my eating out decisions.

Korean cuisine is fairly diverse, making use of a variety of meats (chicken, beef and pork mainly), as well as fish and vegetables. From what I have tasted so far there is also a tendency towards spicy dishes, but the spicy marinade that is often used is quite a treat. At first it crosses the palate with an unexpected sweetness that slowly turns to a warming spice. The more you eat, the spicier it feels.

Tonight, we went to Dong San on Poland Street, just off Oxford Street. I’ve been to this restaurant before with Korean friends, but tonight it was just me and my Portuguese/French/English/Spanish-speaking boyfriend (henceforth, L), so I was a little bit worried about ordering. Upon reflection, I needn’t have been, since the menu does a good job of translating the names of some of the more obscure Korean dishes. If I had never eaten Korean food before, I might have been more perturbed, but at this level of familiarity it was just fine.

From the outside, the restaurant blends in well with the Soho scenery. It doesn’t really stand out from the other small restaurants in the area. However, the service, gorgeous crockery and the food more than make up for its unassuming appearance.

We ordered vegetable tempura (who can resist?), rice cake with seafood and two dolsot bibimbaps, which came with a little dish of kimchi to share between us. The waitress tried to warn us against having the rice cake, as it’s not generally to Westerners’ tastes. This was very thoughtful, but I insisted that we have it, as I’m quite a big fan of these gelatinous cylinders hidden among a variety of dead sea creatures (think tiny little tentacles, prawns, etc.) and vegetables all dripping with the spicy sauce I mentioned earlier.

The food came fairly quickly, which was a definite plus given how hun

gry we were. The rice cake dish was steaming, so we both got started on the vegetable tempura. The batter was nice and crispy and the vegetables inside hot and soft – clearly freshly cooked. You get a good selection of veg – aubergines, green peppers and yam (I think, but I’m not sure). The only thing I would have liked to see added is sweet potato or carrot.

When the rice cake dish had cooled down a bit I urged L to try a bit. He’d never had rice cake before and most likely won’t have it again. He didn’t really get on with the texture of the rice cake, but did enjoy the rest of the dish, so all was not lost.

With regards to the kimchi side dish, L’s comment sums it up perfectly: ‘cabbage has to be the most boring food in the world, but somehow they’ve made it interesting’. Slightly spicy with a distinct taste of pickled cabbage (surprise, surprise) I really found the kimchi to be a necessary and refreshing side to the hot rice cakes.

Then the main show arrived. The dolsot bibimbap. I had never had bibimbap at this restaurant before, but as one of my favourite Korean dishes I was keen to try it. Essentially, it’s rice, carrots, cucumber, bean sprouts and an egg served in a large, very hot, stone bowl. The egg comes uncooked, but as you mix the separated ingredients in the vessel they cook thanks to the heat of the bowl. The result is slightly crispy rice with very fresh, clean vegetables and a slight hint of egg. It’s the perfect dish for a cold evening (and yes, it’s pretty cold right now). We both enjoyed the bibimbap at Dong San partly because that’s what we were in the mood for, but also because it was genuinely good. It didn’t differ too much to other bibimbaps I have had, except for the addition of mushrooms and the detraction of (cooked) strips of beef. There is the option on the menu to have the bibimbap with ‘beef sashimi’, which I assume would be raw beef. This would cook in the stone bowl, but on this occasion we decided not to go for it.

All in all, we thoroughly enjoyed our meal. However, I would say the nicest thing about this restaurant is the friendliness of the waitresses. They seem to genuinely enjoy talking to you and making sure that you have a good meal, unlike a lot of restaurants where they simply ask how the food was as a formality. So, if you’re looking to try Korean food in London, or you’re already a devotee of this covert cuisine do try Dong San.

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