Restaurant Review: Blind Spot
Upon arriving at Blind Spot, the bar in St Martins Lane Hotel, we knew we’d chosen the right place to have our second date.
The staff were attentive but not overly so, and once we were shown to our table we were left in peace to decompress, soak in the environment and most importantly choose our drinks to help us recalibrate after another busy working week.
This was our first opportunity to really absorb the decor of the bar, which is a mix of old-school glamorous luxe and vintage chic.
For those who are drawn by interior design, there are leather-backed sofas intermingled with Phillipe Stark chairs and cosy velvet cushions scattered amongst rustic, shabby-chic “I’m-meant-to-look-distressed” bar tables.
The lighting was dimmed and low, as a bar’s lighting should be, giving the effect of living and drinking in your very own real-life Instagram filter. Nobody could fail to look good in this place, making it the perfect date location.
The drinks offering is extensive. If you’re on a first date and struggling to drum up conversation, the cocktail menu alone will help you out. For our first round we chose the intriguingly named Camellia, which was a mix of black tea vodka, liqueur of the moment Aperol, and Chambord, all muddled with raspberry, fresh lemon and sugar. My better half opted for a bolder choice in The 45, which is gin and martini mixed with peony flowers and rhubarb.
Being excessively impressed with those, and knowing you can’t truly review a bar until you've had at least two drinks, we then moved on to an Escape to Victory – calvados, Champagne and lime sherbet for a zesty kick – and an Old Sorrow – Campari, martini, cognac and orange bitters. As we drank we joked about each other’s choices and drink strengths, as well as toying with the names to entertain ourselves further.
We lined our stomachs with heavenly bar snacks of crispy pork belly (trust me, order it) and spicy chicken strips; the presentation was surpassed only by the flavour. Alongside these we had candied onion and Ginger Pig Tea, which were unforgettably good.
So we left St Martins Lane a little bit tipsy, with full bellies and having had a rather glorious evening. We weren’t at that awkward “what do we talk about” stage, but if we had been there would most definitely have been enough to talk about from the whole experience to keep the conversation flowing.
Blind Spot provides a sexy and sophisticated venue for any date.