Ivy Gestapo hound me out
I went to The Ivy for lunch yesterday and whilst the food and service was impeccable, we were hounded off our table.
Arriving 11:55 for our 12:0pm table we had to queue outside whilst the staff were briefed. Eventually by 12:10 we were seated and ordered as quickly as allowed. We ate as quickly as one could reasonably be expected to eat without incurring indigestion.
At 1:20pm the Ivy Gestapo kindly permitted us to order a “quick” dessert or coffee, and leave. The Obergruppenführer waiter tried to look suitably embarassed but failed miserably. We were then encouraged, cajoled, and finally pressed to make our exit.
It’s a shame really when this sort of place leaves a slight tinge on an otherwise superb experience. But I don’t want to be rude to my hosts so I won’t complain any further.
The oysters were legendary. The Ivy Hamburger perfectly rare. The Grüner Veltliner extremely competent, and the coffee (macchiato of course) not bad, despite the rush.