In W1, London, you might reasonably expect great food on your doorstep, but in YO12? Well, the answer is very definitely YES, we can! The Leaping Hare is as good as anything you will get anywhere for the price and, in our case, on our doorstep: I can even sneak back down the track without ever touching the public highway. What could be better?
Actually, I am underrating what is on offer: the food is absolutely delicious with a sinful variety to it, yet I did not come away feeling unduly padded. From beginning to end, my bouche was tres amusé. The service is great and friendly without being freakishly martial. And just so that you know I am not being slavishly fawning, I think the reception and cocktail when the diners arrive needs a wee tweak to streamline it and make it seem effortless. More the fault of the venue than the hosts however, as Warren House has quite small reception rooms (well, smallish for 20 odd people), but on the other hand, it does add to the intimacy of the evening.
I am away in Argentina so will miss the next one. Please cry for me.