This was one of the most odd solo dining experiences that I’ve ever had. Wrapped around a Bohemian and attractive setting is a lacklustre lunch, a platoon serving you (but only a few who are friendly or knowledgeable, such as Daniel the chief sommelier), and lavatory’s that are more uncomfortable than a medieval bog. It leads one to imagine how this gained a single Michelin star, yet it has held three for six years or near £500 per person price tag.