Liberty Champagne & Oyster Bar
Great Marlborough Street
The Victims: Feathers (you should follow her…she's pretty entertaining), Jen
The Damage: About £20 each
The Background: I had somehow got invited to a party at Movida. You know, the footballers nightclub. It's not really my sort of place, but there were free drinks involved. I was hoping that meant free champagne, but instead it meant lychee cocktails. I don't really like lychee. So the whole freebie thing was a bit of a bust.
But I'm getting ahead of myself. At the point where I was still thinking there'd be free champagne involved, we decided to pay for some champers. At Liberty. In the basement. At the oyster bar.
The Entrance: The basement of Liberty is a dark and quiet place. It seems a bit dank. And damp. But there's money in the room. We can smell it.
The Food: We all order the langoustine and chablis soup. I have no expectations. And it's fantastic. I honestly haven't stopped thinking about this soup for quite some time. It's smoky…languorous, dark. Langoustines are delicate things and this is not a delicate soup. Maybe a little bitter, but in the best possible way. It's different. We didn't check the menu at the time and I can't read the ingredients from my photos, which is a shame. I want to know what the magic ingredient is. Ah, and the brown bread is great too.
The Verdict: OK, so I liked the soup. But I didn't like eating in the basement. The ceiling felt too close to my head and I am not a tall person. So we shall see.