“ Kensington Park Road London W11. „
Some US friends were on a visit to London recently, and after dining at some expensive restaurants we decided to try somewhere local to my friends flat. We made reservations for Café Med. Kensington Park Road London W11. My husband and I were a little late, as the traffic was horrendous as usual into West London. Still we made it within 10 minutes of our reserved time. As soon as I entered the restaurant I noticed the lighting. It was dim, they would probably describe it as subdued, but I would say almost non-existent. This did not bode well for me, as I never trust a restaurant that doesn't let you see the food you are eating. Still, my five friends wanted to stay and we were all starving so we went downstairs to the basement to our table. We were seated at a wooden table with wooden chairs that looked like it would be better placed in my grandmother's kitchen. Above our heads was a fairly large pipe constantly gushing from what I imagined to be the kitchens. We were given the menus, and chose our food. I decided to have Pasta, safe enough choice I assumed. My friends decided to have steak, which arrived half an hour later, on it's own in the middle of a large plate. There was not enough room on our table for the six of us and our waiter was indifferent and unhelpful. I resorted to putting some of the clutter onto the next table, which was thankfully empty. My pasta was greasy, and tasteless, so I used my side order of green salad to help soak up the grease. I didn't work and I left the dish uneaten. Needing more drink I called the waiter over and asked for a bottle of water, he nodded looking bored and didn't return for forty minuets. When he did eventually come back I asked about my water and he said "ok, I'll get you some.." nonchalantly. The bill came to over £140, which for the food was exorbitant, and all I could think about was getting out of the cramped smoky atmos
phere, so we paid it and left. Much to my horror my American friend left a hefty tip, saying that waiters / waitresses don't make much money. As far as I was concerned, I would have been happier if our waiter didn’t get paid at all for the service he reluctantly gave us. If you want my advice, and are thinking of dining in local Notting Hill then try 192 a couple of doors away from Café Med.