“I always keep a bottle of champagne in the fridge for special occasions. Sometimes, the special occasion is having a bottle of champagne in the fridge.” -Hester Browne
On Friday night a few girlfriends and I took this a little further and celebrated the fact that there’s a “push for champagne” button on every table in Bob Bob Ricard!
I know, I know… this isn’t the first time I’ve told you about BBR, but it’s just too good to resist another trip.
Plus, this time we went down in to the depths, to the relatively new “club room” so it almost counts as a new place, right?
We took our places on the golden booths, around the marble table and immediately reached for the “Push For Champagne” button.
It arrived with a few snacks to keep us going as we read the menus.
And a few cocktails (make sure you order the elderflower and passionfruit coup, it’s the perfect balance of sweet and sour. One I really need to try and recreate at home!)
All of the girls are business minded, funny and unspeakably gorgeous.
I’ve been so wrapped up in work recently (I have a couple of projects I’m working on outside of the blog, which I wont be able to mention for a little while… but I’m already aching to tell you about!) that it’s so lovely to spend time with people who not only completely understand, but are pleased for each other’s success, want to help and can make you laugh your cocktail out of your nose.
That’s an unbeatable combo!
The Club Room is all focused around a backgammon style dance floor, with old fashioned train carriage booths for tables.
It’s an art deco enthusiast’s dream come true!
Anna and I shared oysters to start.
Alex couldn’t resist and tried her first (ever) oyster.
Down it slipped.
“It tastes like the sea…
…you can keep the rest!”
Between us we managed the best of the mains. Filet mignon(s) for Anna and I.
Roast chicken for Lucy.
Pork belly for Alex.
Lobster mac n cheese for the table.
Sweetcorn (the best sweetcorn you’ll ever eat, please order this!), truffle mash (*angels sing*) and greens to share.
^ Truffle gravy pouring over the perfectly seared, rare steak.
Molten cheese, mac and lobster ^.
At the end of the meal we pounced on the pudding menu like a pack of lionesses!
After much discussion, it was decided we’d all go for something different and dip into each other’s.
Shared calories don’t count, after all.
The striped strawberries and cream souflé is widely adored and much Instagrammed!
With good reason.
But does it compare to the Signature Chocolate Glory?
A golden sphere of chocolate, that slowly melts as hot chocolate is poured from above, revealing brownies, meringues and mousse.
Although the Eton Mess En Perle may have stolen the show.
A meringue casing which breaks to reveal strawberries, whipped cream and marshmallow.
The Dulce de Leche Creme Brûlée was the least theatrical of all, but by far my favourite.
We finished our long, boozy supper with a much needed cuppa!
I stupidly didn’t take a proper picture of this dress (bad blogger), but I’m thoroughly infatuated with it!
As you can see, it’s off the shoulder but the “scuba” fabric is sturdy enough not to slip or move around too much. At the waist it flares out into a skater skirt with pockets! (In my book you can’t beat a dress with pockets.)
It is of course ludicrously expensive. Just look for yourself!
Just the dress I needed to hide all of that soufflé!
Coupled with my “dance all night” comfiest dancing shoes. Lucy had the same plan!