Four hours ending with a bill the size of a substantial mortgage payment. A cross between: a science lesson; a conjuring show and New Age therapy. Calling it a truly memorable culinary experience would ignore the difficulty of recalling all of the courses. Choosing the selection of wines to match the courses was a mistake, not because of the effect on the size of the final bill. There was nothing wrong with the wines selected, it was just the sensory overload of fifteen courses and trying to appreciate the subtleties of numerous tastings.
The egg shell made from chocolate was amazingly realistic. Even when you had tasted a piece the rest still looked like it had come from a chicken.
The theatre of the experience would benefit from a grander stage. The Fat Duck is a little bit cramped and emerging directly onto the race track of Bray High Street is not the best way to leave the show that you have just experienced.
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