today, polly and i went to the wolseley in london to have a birthday brunch in honor of polly. while we were waiting for our table, i was about to take out my camera to take a photo of the chandelier inside. before i even got the camera out of its case, the hostess came to me and said, "no photos please."
i was a bit taken back. she was a bit stern with her warning (i think she could have been a bit nicer.). so sadly, i have no photos to go with this post, but i did feel that i should blog about this place. why? it was a really beautifully decorated restaurant.
it was once a car showroom that was turn into barclays bank, and then in 2003 it was turned into a restaurant.
to start off we split the honey pecan twist. oooh.. very sweet which complimented my cup of americano coffee. i just ordered the eggs benedict, nothing fancy. but the true test... will the yolk ooze out when i cut into it? yup... the yellow center spilled over the moment the knife broke the skin.
hmm.. i still haven't decided it if i would return. the jury is still out on that one.