Rhubarb Café, Little
Victoria Street, Belfast. 25th September
2013
Lunch-time in Belfast city centre. Twelve months have passed since my return to our
fair city and I never fail to be foxed by the eternal question – “where to
today”? The problem lies not with a lack
of eateries but rather with the plethora of options currently showcased by the
capital. Options that can prove
bewildering to the sustenance-deprived and occasionally listless office-worker,
leading us to plump for The Usual. The
Usual varies widely from person to person and can be anything from a ham
sandwich to a vile-looking cottage cheese, celery and tuna mix followed by a
protein bar (to be seen to be believed). Anyone who works in an office or any communal place
of work will attest to the dizzying distinction between one person’s “usual”
and another’s.
Today, Fate intervened and I received an invitation to lunch
at Rhubarb Café in Little Victoria Street. I
had eaten there once, in the past few weeks actually, but admittedly prior to
that I had always overlooked Rhubarb. In
terms of location it has the misfortune of competing with Ginger Bistro (amazing)
and the reptile shop (creepily fascinating).
My meal, however, had been very pleasant and the restaurant is unlicensed (“Bring
Your Own” is encouraged) - which led me to believe that I had perhaps been
missing a trick. And who turns down a
free lunch?
The restaurant seemed to be doing a brisk lunch-time
trade. We arrived and were welcomed and
seated very quickly. I had, as usual,
scoped out the menu in advance and knew exactly what both I and my dining
companion would be eating. I opted for
the “Salt and chill prawns with
Asian-slaw and chilli mayonnaise” and my dining companion had the “Steak burger with cheddar, bacon, chunky
chips and BBQ sauce”. I honestly
have yet to see a male resist a burger on a menu. If someone has ever witnessed an exception to this rule, please tell me. Really, seriously, please.
While we waited for our meal (which actually arrived very promptly)
we were treated to the sounds and smells of cooking from the centrally-situated
kitchen, which was a welcome addition to the cafe’s ambience. The café hosts an interesting variety of
clientele – certainly a larger cross-section than some other restaurants in
town which tend to draw in professionals only and can represent a post-script
to the meeting you’ve just fled.
When my dish arrived I was arrested by the liberal serving of
prawns – an immediately cheering sight and a rare surprise. So much so, that I almost didn’t clock that
the “Asian-slaw” was a rather loose interpretation and was probably more of a
leaf-less salad. It was slightly
lacklustre and could have been jazzed up quite simply with a bit of dressing or
a few more exotic (even Asian) ingredients.
Nonetheless the flavour of the prawns was superb. The light coating of spiced batter complemented
rather than overpowered the seafood; and the chilli mayonnaise was a tasty
pairing.
I’d love to comment on my dining companion’s meal. Nevertheless not even on a single chip from
his plate passed my lips. As you can
see, it looks enticing. It smelt
enticing as well. The only testimonial I have is “Uh-huh.
Lovely”. I will comment that
I’m not sure that the portion size was quite as substantial as the picture
suggests - which is borne out by the fact that we had to stop in a newsagents’
on the way back to the office for a packet of McCoys (and they weren’t for
me). Although, by way of full disclosure,
I should point out that my dining companion once ate half of my lunch after
polishing off his own.
Rhubarb offers an excellent alternative to the common or
garden city-centre lunch and has very recently branched out with a new outpost
on Wellington Place, very close to Pure Running.
The menu is varied and
adventurous, the service was both friendly and highly efficient and, with the
bill coming to a grand total of £14.00 for two meals, the value for
money was exceptional.
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