Very interesting reviews there matt! It appears that 2 of the links you posted have broken due to a small issue with our forums that we're working on a solution for at the moment but thank you for your post.  I had it planned to go to Jamie's italian in Kingston but I haven't yet had time to do so. Hopefuly going this weekend though, perhaps friday night with some friends of mine.  I'm looking forward to it even more now I've read the review!

have you guys been to carlos' at newlands corner? my family live in abinger so was thinking of going there for a birthday but not sure
thanks

Hi Chezza,

I've been their - its a bit clinical looking btu mixed with a classix touch ... not to sure if i like the look.

However the foods great maybe thats because i love italian tho!! hehe

I  also found  a site about all the restaurants in UK . It is quite appealing and a good source of information for all the food lovers like me;D. There is an extensive list of restaurants and takeaways for which it lets you search by restaurant type of county. You can even place your order online.  It's is really cool site and is well worth checking out. It has the list of all the restaurants in surrey.

The website is www.sideorder.co.uk

"It's as if someone decided to turn their boxroom into a restaurant," my wife said. Here there was no dispute: it's a horrid little space, done out cheaply with framed squiggles on the walls, ugly repro light fittings, a melancholy colour scheme of cream and deep brown, and the tables crammed close together. As for the service, from a lone Frenchman, his gigglesome familiarity achieved something startling: it had us yearning for traditional Gallic aloofness.

To the kitchen's credit, the first and last things we tasted - impossibly fine and delicate foie gras "snow" that literally melted on the tongue, served with brioche, and a marvellous violet ice-cream with great Louis XV chocolate cake - were properly memorable. As, alas, was much that came in between, though for different reasons. The best to be said for lunch is thank God it wasn't dinner, when the tasting menu (there is, as the name of the place so wittily implies, no other) runs to 16 dishes rather than just the six.

Seared scallops were overcooked and desperately salty, and for some reason a Surreality Champ thought it a wizard wheeze to pair them with deep-fried pear tatin. Quail breast stuffed with foie gras - I genuinely commend the all-in price of £18 with such quality ingredients, not to mention lavish truffles and chocolates - tasted of nothing but salt. Next up came what the menu calls "Gazpachio", which deserved not only a sic but a sick: the combination of desperate oversalting (anyone sense a culinary theme developing?) and a curious, vinegary flavour, vaguely suggestive of one of those labradors in the terminal stage of renal disease, was best suited for use as a makeshift emetic.

"Why is it you take your friends to lovely places," the missus menacingly inquired over some not notably undersalted John Dory with sauce vierge, "and me here?" There was no good answer to that, so as John Lennon's most celebrated solo track began to play, I changed the subject by inviting her to imagine no Maldon salt. She couldn't, because there then arrived saddle of lamb, cunningly wrapped in pancetta for that extra salty buzz.

Finally, came the ice-cream and chocolate Louis Quinze, sparking a debate as to which Bourbon Louis's wet dream left the "carte du France" on his bedsheet. Which seamlessly brings us, just because we want to depart A Taste of McClements on a high, to history's finest name-job interface: the PR executive for Durex in France is Mlle Cecile Hardon.