On our final full day in Edinburgh, we started at the Royal Botanical Gardens. On the way, I found a wonderful coffee shop called Hata on Rodney St. I had their “Go Awesome” porridge (that day, it was gingered poached pears, with dark chocolate, pumpkin seeds and crumbs). My son had the overnight oats with berry compote. My wife had a Vietnamese tofu sandwich with an incredibly yummy pea and mint soup. And my daughter had the generously portioned avocado toast with an elderflower-strawberry cooler. It was our best breakfast meal on this trip.
And, after a disaster of a lunch on the Royal Mile, and a long day of watching buskers, we were able to snag a late 20:45 reservation at a restaurant on Leith Walk (technically its address is on Croall Pl)
The Walnut is a small restaurant that looks like a little neighbourhood bistro. But it really wowed us with both presentation and flavour.
There was only a 2- or 3-course prix fixe, so we were worried the kids wouldn’t find something to their liking. But it worked out just fine.
For the starters, I had the terrine with what seemed like deconstructed accompaniments. The meat was mildly seasoned, and I liked the textural contrasts of the chopped egg, crouton crumbs, and pickled shallots. I didn’t try the fried cheese, but it oozed out of its breaded shell when my daughter cracked it open, and she pronounced it delicious. The one bite I tried of the prawn wonton was good, but red curry sauce was a bit heavy on coconut.
Between the four of us, we had all of the mains. My daugher and I had the lamb pithivier, a tall tart of very tender, finely shredded lamb encased in flaky pastry. The accompanying vegetables were cutely arranged in a circle around the dish, and the jus and romesco made every bite moist and flavourful. I had a few bites of the fish and its incredibly flavourful slow roasted tomato sauce. Both my son and wife loved the Israeli couscous side.
We could only manage room for one dessert shared amongst us. It was one of those plates with a little bit of everything. Overall, a nice tribute to strawberries, but the lime pastry cream was all citrus zest and no pucker, and the maple granola just seemed out of place.
Again, this was our most delicious, most memorable meal in Edinburgh, and I would not hesitate to recommend it. Service was friendly and efficient.