Toto's restaurant in London underwent a two-year renovation that transformed the space from a small artist's studio to a larger, modernized restaurant with an imposing fireplace. The menu remains Italian in style under the direction of veteran chef Stefano Stecca and consultant Silvano Giraldin. Dishes like homemade pasta and a basil panna cotta dessert are highlights, with the latter persuading even those who normally dislike the dessert. While the service retains some Italian formality, a more relaxed approach will ensure the restaurant is loved by patrons as much as it is currently admired.
Toto's restaurant in London underwent a two-year renovation that transformed the space from a small artist's studio to a larger, modernized restaurant with an imposing fireplace. The menu remains Italian in style under the direction of veteran chef Stefano Stecca and consultant Silvano Giraldin. Dishes like homemade pasta and a basil panna cotta dessert are highlights, with the latter persuading even those who normally dislike the dessert. While the service retains some Italian formality, a more relaxed approach will ensure the restaurant is loved by patrons as much as it is currently admired.
Toto's restaurant in London underwent a two-year renovation that transformed the space from a small artist's studio to a larger, modernized restaurant with an imposing fireplace. The menu remains Italian in style under the direction of veteran chef Stefano Stecca and consultant Silvano Giraldin. Dishes like homemade pasta and a basil panna cotta dessert are highlights, with the latter persuading even those who normally dislike the dessert. While the service retains some Italian formality, a more relaxed approach will ensure the restaurant is loved by patrons as much as it is currently admired.
Toto's restaurant in London underwent a two-year renovation that transformed the space from a small artist's studio to a larger, modernized restaurant with an imposing fireplace. The menu remains Italian in style under the direction of veteran chef Stefano Stecca and consultant Silvano Giraldin. Dishes like homemade pasta and a basil panna cotta dessert are highlights, with the latter persuading even those who normally dislike the dessert. While the service retains some Italian formality, a more relaxed approach will ensure the restaurant is loved by patrons as much as it is currently admired.
otos might sound as though it is the sort of joint
where clowns go to die, but it is, in fact, a solid block of black and gold hewn into the rough shape of a restaurant. The cruel would dub this the Saudi-aesthetic, a caricature of Vatican exuberance chopped up into immobile Bauhaus shapes but, in fact, its a huge improvement on the old gaff. Formerly an artists studio and quaint in its own way, the Chelsea local was stuck Not clowning about Henry Hopwood-Phillips revisits an Italian institution, named after the countrys most famous clown, to see if it has chucked the baby out with the bathwater after its two-year revamp with a sunshine yellow living room and small windows that never exploited the courtyard to its west. The new place does. And gone are the spherical trees that blocked the light too. Thankfully, the imposing 16th-century Belgian replace is still there, still staring down at the rest of the room, an odd mixture of derision and despondency saturating its glare. The menu remains unrepentantly Italian with London veteran Stefano Stecca at the helm. And behind him, one of the biggest names of the restaurant world, Silvano Giraldin (of Le Gavroche among others) has orchestrated the whole affair as a consultant. Just before a tsunami of locals break across the oor, we gobble our root vegetables with garlic butter. These are well shaved; the pantry chef has earned his spurs. Bacon otsam does its best to wiggle its porcine bottom all over the viscous pea sea. And it does so very well. I plump for one of the specials as a main. And its not just special in the sense that its not on the menu. Of course the language that gave us al fresco, alla caprese and al mattone, also gave us al dente pasta, but lets be honest none of us gets it right. Here, a small maze of rm, slippery home-made starch cossets a bitter bundle of olive oil, capers, anchovies, lemon juice and herbs. I would gladly return entirely on the strength of this dish. Fortunately, that doesnt have to be the case. Im goaded by a cheeky waiter into basil panna cotta. I dont like this dessert at the best of times the thought of milk, cream and sugar simmering conjures images of a sickly primordial gloop but basil makes it sound even worse. Who on earth eats panna cotta and thinks I know what is missing: leaves. Madness. But letting prejudices guide you through menus will only conrm them. The pale moon sprouting vegetation before me resembles good, healthy yoghurt, but its lying. Its an oleaginous equivocator, a sweet, fatty slodge that tastes so good you will demand servings by the bucket, not the feeble glass pot. The service is, admittedly, an acquired taste. You get the impression the Italians have imbibed hard-learnt lessons in the 60s that proper restaurants were French and codied to within an inch of their lives. But Im also sure that a more relaxed approach will ensure Totos is loved as much as it is currently admired. Walton House, off Walton Street, SW3 2JH 020 7589 2062 (totosrestaurant.com) It might sound as though it is the sort of joint where clowns go to die BELGRAVIA DINING S pecial