Foxlow Clerkenwell

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Foxlow/Rextail: Restaurant reviews - It's behind you! | The ...

To cheer for, we have a couple of home-grown food heroes, Huw Gott and Will Beckett, whose excellent Hawksmoor group of steak restaurants recently scored a multi-million-pound investment from a private equity firm, taking the affable duo from bar-owners to moguls in a few short years.

Foxlow’s menu is a short but lovely thing, widening focus from Hawksmoor’s famous Ginger Pig rare-breed steaks to include dude-foodish tempters like slow-smoked bacon ribs, and a salad bar which draws heavily from the Ottolenghi cookbook.

Braised beef short rib is smaller, less complex and, at £24, £8 pricier than the Foxlow version, though the smoked marrow bone is a nice touch.

Foxlow, 69-73 St John Street Clerkenwell, London EC1 (020-7014 8070).

Around £40 a head including glass of wine and service Rextail, 13 Albemarle Street Mayfair, London W1 (020-3301 1122).

Food review: Veganism at Foxlow, St John Street | Eating Out ...

Foxlow’s Clerkenwell branch in St John Street is offering a vegan menu during November.

In November, world vegan month, it’s offering a special vegan menu.

It’s plush, atmospheric and full of diners.

Like vegan restaurants which unimaginatively but the letter “V” in their name, I’m not a fan of vegan food presented in a meaty style.

It’s the sort of thing you just don’t get in the vegan world, with a luxuriously sweet and buttery sauce making it an exceptional pudding.

Fay Maschler reviews Foxlow | London Evening Standard

This summer, budding catering entrepreneurs visibly brightened and busied themselves at the news that Will Beckett and Hugh Gott of the four-strong steakhouse group Hawksmoor were paid in the region of £35 million by Graphite Capital for a minority shareholding.

Gott, Beckett and group head chef Richard Turner are all on the premises, singer Mick Hucknall and Gizzi Erskine part of a large group of customers at a table towards the back — this is not a stealthy kick-off.

It is only when it becomes apparent that main course protein is mostly served marooned on empty plates and side dishes (£3.50-£4.50) and sauces (£1) are all extra that optimism dwindles.

Portion control is strict, especially among first courses such as Brixham crab with devilled mayonnaise — lots of lettuce, an itsy amount of white crabmeat — Old Spot baby back ribs you can count on the fingers of one hand and crispy five-pepper squid.

Monkfish with chermoula (buoyant), house-cured salmon (drab) and Iberico pork Pluma (pork’s spirited answer to Wagyu) gaze anxiously across empty plains of plates until those are inhabited by sides of skin-on fries with bacon salt, beef-dripping potatoes with gubbeen (cheese) and capers and broccoli with chilli and anchovy.

Grace Dent reviews Foxlow | London Evening Standard

When Kate Moss said, ‘Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels,’ I thought she possibly needed to fire whichever flunkey was booking her restaurants.

Foxlow, I felt, is a great place to hide from a man you have paid cold, hard cash to force you to do squat thrusts and that plank thing that is a human rights abuse.

It’s a good place to hide from those ‘I’m sober for January’ miseries in your office, some of whom this year I see want financial sponsorship for the arduous act of drinking water for 31 days.

Oh, and Foxlow also takes reservations, just like restaurants did in the olden days before the w***ers took over and decided to make us pop by on the off chance that we might get some dinner or we might get turned away — the sure route to make anyone feel brand-loyal.

We settled in with steaks and Miami Dolphin cocktails (essentially a Piña Colada with a jelly baby hidden at the bottom), a banoffee split and some Neal’s Yard cheese and had one of those dinners where you laugh a lot and weep a bit and listen to Magic FM’s ‘Ten at 10’ easy-listening slot on the way home and sing the backing vocals to ‘Time After Time’ by Cyndi Lauper.

Foxlow, London EC1, restaurant review - Telegraph

It is a curious style they're essaying – part smoky American pork fest, part nonchalant French bistro – and there's a whiff of gastropub in dishes such as five pepper squid (£7), which make no geographical sense but which everybody would miss.

B had smokehouse rillettes (£6.50), unlike any rillettes I've ever tasted – the fat was so relaxed it was more like a sauce, and there were creamy, mushroomy side notes that baffled but intoxicated my senses.

Cooked pink (daring, for pork, but seasoned pig-fanciers trust the meat thermometer), it is criss-crossed with fat, but is nothing like belly, has none of those inch-thick seams.

Puds were a bit curious: B had bourbon caramel soft-serve sundae; I had cherry ripple (both £5).

In my view, if you want a Mr Whippy, that's exactly what you want; trying to recreate it is needless and unlikely to succeed.

Foxlow Clerkenwell | Restaurants in Farringdon, London

In a cosily masculine room, magically transformed by the duo behind Hawksmoor, a compact menu offers food that will comfort and soothe (and fantastic service).

One held over a restaurant site, doubly so.

The cooking, on the whole, is terrific.

There’s a daily specials board of impeccably-sourced steaks – but unlike Hawksmoor, Foxlow is not a steakhouse.

As if the sweet, smoky, spicy meat with its strata of juicy fat wasn’t succulent enough, it came with a dinky jug of fiery, sweet and smoky barbecue sauce.