New experiences tend to be a frequent occurrence for me
these days.
At precisely 00.00am on 1st January 2013, I proclaimed
to whoever would listen that 2013 would be the year that I break all normal
traits and experience anything and everything [within reason] that comes my
way. Although my credibility at the time was put into question [I made this “new
experiences” speech wearing a sailors hat while clutching an empty bottle of Laurent Perrier and
swaying rhythmically to Kool and the Gang- Celebrate Good Times],I’ve managed to
hold up my end of the bargain!
However, occasionally a girl needs the comfort of the known
and what better known than Baku Restaurant & Bar. I celebrated my most
recent birthday here in a Gatsby Themed Affair, and have been a regular ever
since! The Bar, Restaurant and Lounge located at the end of Sloane Street provides
me with 3 separate floors depending on what my mood calls for. Want to boogie
the night away? Head to the lounge! Want to consume amounts that’ll feed a
small army? There’s a floor for that too [in an elegant, airy dining space might
I add.]
After what seemed like a never ending day, I found myself
calling an old friend and swiftly making a reservation for authentic Azerbaijani.
Selecting my weapon of choice, these two-tone babies which you can find here
and participating in a shameless selfie session pre-exiting my humble abode
I descended down Sloane Street [something about this street
always makes me strut] to my destination.
Greeted and seated by the beautiful somelier, we were handed
our token Ipads to scan the menu and select a mass amount
of food. I began to unwind as I nattered
away with my friend about things past and present.
For starters, my favourite California Roll with Alaskan King Crab, avocado and tobiko and a
cheeky Gutab 3 ways. 3 stuffed pancakes
with minced lamb, herbs and pumpkin- one of my Azerbaijan favourites!
Unfortunately, I wharfed down my main course without a bat
of an eyelid or a single lift of a camera- but it was the Honey glazed duck
breast and pickled kumquat, buttered savoy cabbage. Judging by my plate
You can tell it was a good’un!
For dessert a dense Rhubarb tart with bits of raspberry
caviar littering the plate and vanilla ice cream.
Although this wasn't as good
as my usual dessert order, the delicious Chocolate fondant and pistachio ice
cream served with chai jelly- definitely a Little Londonist recommended dessert
as it is scrumptious. [Another clean plate situation- I’m told licking the
remains of the fondant off of the plate is just bad manners.]
They say life is what happens when you’re busy making new
plans, but who needs new when the known tastes this good!
