The Blue Posts: Review
Whatever problems the restaurant industry faces as a whole, lack of customers in the centre of London on any given evening certainly isn’t one of them. If you’ve ever tried to snag a table anywhere even half-decent in Soho or Covent Garden at anything approaching a reasonable time (ie. between 6:30 and 9:30pm), you’ll have become very used to the phrase ‘two-hour wait’.
And like the motorways, as capacity increases, traffic simply increases to fill it. We hoped Victor Garvey’s new spot on Dean Street, Rambla, would turn into a likely venue for an evening sherry and pan con tomate – that beautiful maritime-themed bar is so inviting from the street – but, of course, queues here (aided and abetted by a couple of 5* reviews in the papers) are now best described as prohibitive.
So, inevitably, although the paint is barely dry on the refurbished Blue Posts on Rupert Street, on a Thursday evening this beautiful little bar, all dark woods and moody lighting, was standing room only, with a chunky waiting list for tables at the even more bijou and beautiful The Mulwray bar upstairs. We’re happy these places are popular, honestly we are. But can’t everyone else just find somewhere worse to eat and drink?
Anyway, once you’ve braved the queues and indulged in one of the cocktails at The Mulwray, or sampled some of their food menu, you can see very well why people are flocking here. The attention to detail that makes the interiors such a joy to spend time in is carried through to the drinks and snacks, all of which – and we do mean all – are worth ordering. We can particularly vouch for ‘Ixcalli Tears’, which blends Mezcal, red pepper, honey, ginger, lime, Falernum and habanero chilli – less a cocktail, more an alcoholic salad (in a good way), and they do a blindingly good Old Fashioned as well.
As for the food, well, from the team behind the Palomar (and The Barbary, and Jacob the Angel), we’d expect nothing less than immaculately sourced, pan-Mediterranean delicacies such as Cantabrian anchovy soldiers, which managed to be just about the most enjoyable way of eating anchovies since, well, anchovies on toast from Rambla a week or so ago. But they were also extremely good.
Elsewhere, rock oysters were cool, crisp and minerally fresh, dressed in a good shallot vinaigrette. Sausage roll contained plenty of nice loose pork mince and boasted a gorgeous mahogany glaze; we also particularly appreciated it being served with a blob of Colman’s mustard, always a good foil for a piggy pastry. And an Ogleshield cheese, onion and mustard toastie offered everything you’d need from a toastie. Only pork crackling with taramasalata was a bit disappointing, being underseasoned (the crackling) and lacking in fish flavour (the tarama).
So with its Sandi Toksvig snack menu (intelligent, and short) and mature, creative cocktail list The Mulwray is a predictable hit. We’re more determined than ever, now, to return to the basement and Evelyn’s Table, a 14-seat restaurant in the basement serving up more adventurous versions of the food on the first floor, which is almost guaranteed to be worth a waiting list. And of course, there’s still the ground floor The Blue Posts, in which friendly staff serve lovely craft beer and which is so insanely popular you’ll probably have to drink them in the street outside. It’s a good job that good things come to those who wait.
The Blue Posts, 28 Rupert Street, W1D 6DJ.
JOL was invited to review The Blue Posts on a complimentary basis. We retain full editorial control.