For no real reason I was prepared to be underwhelmed, this attitude threatened to degenerate into a mega sulk when I was told the barman had gone home so I couldn't have a Dry Martini.
However I was wrong, I wasn't overwhelmed, but whelmed is more than adequate for a post cinema meal late on a Sunday evening.
Tiffin occupies about fifty acres on the ground floor of a mixed development in the St Helier Waterfront. A friend who is an ace Spanish style guitarist plays there at the weekends and has been waffling on for ages about how good it is.
The reception from the staff was personal and warm. From the Table d' Hotel menu we chose pork terrine, prawn cocktail for starters, then for the main course, fillet steak and fish and chips, dessert was an exercise in murder by chocolate fudge!
Starters, ok is perhaps the best description. Prawn cocktail was enjoyed by my partner. The terrine had an overriding taste of English Mustard which was not really very pleasant, however the chutney and the beetroot sauce were good making a valiant effort to mask the mustard.
The Main Courses, were altogether a different kettle of fish and much ether by far.
The fillet had texture and was cooked as ordered to a medium rare. There were masses of chips and a hole wadge of garlic butter on top of the steak.
I am not a fillet fan, but this steak converted me, fillet is often 'pappy', lacking in texture and taste. This steak was well matured and you know you were eating it.
Chips, home made and bountiful!
Fish, chips and mushy peas. Now the smallest thing can turn a meal and the mushy peas were the best 'post marrowfat' that I have ever tasted. Moist and sweet and mushy, a small but very important thumbs up.
Chips as with the fillet were home made and I think 'buffalo fries' in any event very good.
Cod in batter; my dedication to this dish is such that I had made my own the night before and honestly consider it the best on the island, sorry for the arrogance.
So ordering it here less than 24 hrs later was in all honesty me setting Tiffins up to fail. An invitation to go home masochistically satisfied wallowing in dissatisfaction.
Not so, the batter was crisp and dry, the fish, moist and full of steam, not fat. This was a good piece of fried fish and as such a rarity!
Dessert was, well, a trip to dark chocolate heaven, a bitter chocolate fudge cake, not cloyingly sweet as is often the case.
Double espresso was good with more chocolate things.
I really enjoyed this meal and would enjoin others to get down there to eat and listen to my mate Simon on his guitar.
The staff got the balance just right and the joint owner a lady in a red dress was a great host.
They even found a warm Liberation Ale for me to make up for the lack of a Martini.
This was not at all what I expected. Most restaurants in these locations are corporate theme joints. Tiffin isn't, it is run by the owners, Ok there are a few rough edges in some places, but that is being picky.
Tiffins deserves our patronage and success.
In the immortal words of Douglas MacArthur, 'I will return'.
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