Hix Oyster & Chop House
36-37 Greenhill Rents
Date of Last Visit: Friday, October 23, 2009
The Victim: Me
The Damage: £30
The Background: My flight back from Chicago landed at Heathrow at 12. Eyeballs scanned, I was home at pretty much exactly 2 and at Hix Oyster & Chop House by 2:30 p.m. I had been saving myself for this particular Hix…ignoring the soul-destroying breakfast of warm yogurt and stale pastry on my flight. Knowing…knowing that there was a very very good lunch just waiting for me.
The Entrance: A good-sized late lingering lunch crowd was, well, lingering. The hostess put me at the bar, which I like. File Hix Oyster & Chop House away as a good place to lunch alone.
The Food: An immensely delicious beef and oyster pie. (Plus a side salad of watercress and shallots to get my five-a-day.) This pie ranks up there with the most delicious things I have eaten all year. Really…the crust!! You should have seen me there, chinking the crust off the porcelain serving dish. (My apologies to my neighbour on the left, who was inadvertently attacked by flying pie crust bits.) Desperation, I tell ya. This pie was so delicious that I had to see if the newer Hix had the same on their menu because maybe, just maybe, I could have this pie two days in a row…And they did! (Albeit a quid or two more expensive.)
The Service: Cheerful. Knowledgeable. Brought me over the Hix books to peruse while I dined alone. Hix' British Seasonal Food looks great. If I ever move back to the States, now you know what to get me as a going away present. I ran into my server again the next day over at Hix Soho, which was fun.
My Other Reading Material: The last ever issue of Gourmet. Sadness.
What I Did Next: Made plans to have lunch at Hix in Soho the next day!
The Verdict: I will be back. And why haven't I been here sooner?