The Pantechnicon Rooms - the beginning of a whole new genre?
Writers and commentators tend to pay particular attention to the fringes of the restaurant business. Pondering whether such and such a place is more of a gastropub than a restaurant… whether a new 150 seater is best classified as a restaurant or a brasserie… or whether the influx of hot new chefs from Francewill have an impact on London dining. It’s surprising that, with so many of us tracking the restaurant industry so obsessively, more of us don’t get things right more often.
The Pantechnicon Rooms is from the same stable as the Thomas Cubitt in Victoria. The Cubitt was a gastropub downstairs and a restaurant upstairs. The prices in the restaurant are fulsome if not quite fierce enough to provoke a sharp intake of breath. The standard of cooking is in the good-to-great bracket. The Pantechnicon Rooms moves things on. This place is one the site that was once a spectacularly seedy pub much beloved by SW1’s rugby players (Mainly Richmond and Saracens if my memory serves). With the new establishment we have another clear split between upstairs (a formal restaurant) and downstairs (an informal restaurant with bar). You’ll note that neither gastropub, pub, bistro, tavern, brasserie or inn are in any way appropriate pigeon holes. This place may be the beginning of a new genre – somewhere that’s upmarket from a gastropub but doesn’t wholly embrace restaurant snootiness.
The first floor restaurant is very comfortable with widely spaced tables and crisp service, the wine list is comprehensive, and the menu is long, relying heavily on seasonal British produce and perfectly in tune with the current trend towards big flavours, traditional influences and simple presentation. There’s a very fresh dressed Devon crab. There’s a splendid lobster cocktail. Steak tartare. Smoked trout (name checked as from the river Test). The mains tick the steak box; also duck magret; and rose veal with green beans salsa verde - a very good dish, it is easy to forget the pleasure of chewing a good piece of meat. Continental veal is pallid and genuine texture is somehow elusive. Puds range from dark chocolate marquise to a banana tart with sea salt caramel.
Downstairs the bar menu has much in common with the restaurant carte, although there are a range of “small plates” presumably for those “second bottle of Chablis” moments - charcuterie; Pantechnicon fish fingers; smoked buffalo mozzarella; lamb cutlets. Seating is the combination of stools and high counters that was pioneered at the Real Greek Souvlaki. There is one draught real ale but any elderly rugger folk looking for an echo of the Turk’s Head will be hard put to find one. This is a very slick operation and would look pretty ambitious and rather expensive were it in any other postcode, on Motcomb Street it seems perfectly at home.
Charles Campion
The Pantechnicon Rooms, 10 Motcomb Street, SW1 (020 7730 6074)




