Review on L'Gueuleton
'Gueuleton' roughly translates as a 'blow-out' or 'slap-up meal', which conjures up something of the big-hearted gutsiness that brings hordes of famished punters to this fancy-free venue. The original premises was overtaken by its early success and the owners rapidly expanded into next door. Even so, they still don't take bookings and the chances are that you will have to queue or park yourself at the bar while waiting for a table.
The place itself is untarnished bistro to a T, with a red-hot open kitchen at one end of the bar, brick walls, elbow-to-elbow bare tables and a blackboard menu that simply lists dishes and prices (no starters or mains). The ghost of Elizabeth David seems to hang over proceedings as the kitchen sends out braised skate wing with capers, warm poached egg and watercress, Toulouse sausages with choucroute and lyonnaise potatoes, cassoulet of salt cod and navarin of lamb with orange gremolata, green olives and spring vegetables.
Pithivier of snails and Roquefort outsells just about everything else, and there are some wild desserts to bring down the curtain: how about chocolate beetroot brownie, roast pineapple with rum Baba or even jelly and ice cream? The wine list is short, sweet and patriotically Gallic.
Restaurant Opening Times
Lunch: 12.30 - 4.00pm (12.00 - 4.00pm Sun)
Dinner: 5.30 - 10.00pm Mon-Sat (5.30 - (9.00pm Sun)
Accepted credit cards
Visa, Master Card