Looks delicious
Janie had been dying to try this place, which John White and I waxed lyrical about after our evening there the previous autumn. Janie and I got our opportunity soon before it moved away from my patch (Notting Hill) to a larger Soho location.
Little did I know back then that The Sugar Club’s edgy All Saints Road location lauded by the press and glitterati was three doors down from my grandparent’s place 80+ years earlier.
Anyway, it was supposedly fiendishly difficult to get into this place on a Friday evening, but Janie found a way, perhaps booking many weeks ahead, knowing that we’d want to dine late and wanted to be in Notting Hill the next morning.
Result.
Both of us remember it being a memorably good meal.
Here’s an interview and a lauding from The Standard a few months before our visit:
Sugar Club Standard 11 Aug 1997, Mon Evening Standard (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com
Here’s a fairly glowing review from The Telegraph:
Sugar Club Telegraph Bill Knott 31 May 1997, Sat The Daily Telegraph (London, Greater London, England) Newspapers.com
We both loved the place and the vibe and the food, as did Johnboy when we dined there.
So why did Janie and I want to be in Notting Hill on a Saturday morning rather than in Ealing? Because in those days we went to see a hygienist in Kensington on a Saturday morning. That’s why.