The restaurant is aptly named. Its menu meanders across the cuisines of the countries on the Med’s northern shores. So, expect to see pizza alongside Cypriot halloumi, Turkish meze and Spanish calamari. There’s even a nod much further north with the likes of a very British prawn cocktail. A restaurant that’s very much a Jack of All Trades, if you will.
There was a decent tzatziki to start. It was served with lots of warm pitta and a handful of salad (completely undressed). That was followed by a generously portioned chicken kebab. It had been marinated in oil, lemon and something containing a mild chilli such as pul biber. Nice. There’s rice, topped with a layer of bulgher wheat and, making sure you don’t go short of carbs, a flatbread. Alongside, there’s mushrooms and a grilled tomato. And a dish of garlic mayo that I know is traditionally served with chicken kebabs in Lebanon.
My companion in life went down the Italian route and did not get the best of the dinner choices. Bruschetta was toasted baguette drizzled with olive oil as you’d expect. But the topping of chopped tomato and olive was very meagre and not very flavoursome. As a main course, lasagne was also lacking the vibrancy of Italian flavourings. The mince was tasty enough in itself – in the way that you might have cooked it at home to put in a British meat pie. But there was little of the flavourings of Mediterranean herbs to give it a lift. It sat in a cheesy sauce. It was OK as such but was a pale imitation of a “proper” lasagne.
Service was mixed. Sometimes entirely on the boil. And other times not. For example, there was one young woman who would deserve a job in any top restaurant. She was constantly on the move round the room, scanning the tables to see if anything needed to be done. On the other hand, we ordered a large bottle of sparkling water. What came was a glass of water. We told the waitress what we’d ordered and just got a blank look. Literally. Another member of staff came over and said he’d sort it out. Then a third person arrived to tell us that, actually, they don’t do large bottles of water and would we like another glass. You have to wonder if they could organise a social event in a beer making facility.