Once again, the marriage of flavours and textures was superb, with crunch and rich, aromatic softness alternating. The next dish was Kuromitsu glazed pork belly wraps with palm hearts, orange and bib lettuce. The only drawback was that there were only five, between the two of us I reluctantly surrendered the third to my companion. The first was Yellowtail Taquitos: a great combination of textures and tastes, hot and cold, it comprised lemongrass, avocado and ‘aji panca miso’, served with lime in individual, succulent, bite-sized parcels. The Brazilian influence obviously extended to the staff, but he wasn’t just a pretty face he asked how much, how adventurous and how spicy, before recommending three dishes to share. Not knowing what to choose, I called over one of the waiters. And yes, the design is as important as the food here: the décor was appropriately swanky, with high, glass and chrome ceilings, an outside terrace, and clean lines that ooze sophistication. The clientele probably look similar in the New York, Miami, Chicago and Las Vegas outlets of this little chain, which boasts of its unique blend of Japanese, Brazilian and Peruvian cuisine, music and design. Clearly, this wasn’t the kind of place you just walk in off the street: the people lunching were organised, beautiful, busy business-people with leather-bound agendas and Rolex watches. With its glass frontage and chrome finishing, it swished us to the 38th floor of the City’s Heron Tower in seconds and emerging, we found ourselves not just lifted, but transported.īefore a spectacular view over London, elegant and attentive hostesses politely asked for our reservation. It felt like New York right from the elevator – and it was definitely an elevator, not a lift. If you feel like a moment of escapism in London, I may have found just the place.
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