Sunday, 29 May 2022

245. Alex Claridge’s Menu That Never Was.

 


  Alex Claridge appeared in the 2020 season of BBC’s Great British Menu and, as recounted in Blogs 87 and 90, was eliminated from the Central region heats after the first two courses and the audience never had the opportunity to know what the chef-judge Paul Ainsworth was missing.

  The programme introduced the necessity for the competing chefs to prepare an amuse bouche and Claridge’s offering was a ba tête beef tartare with Parmesan custard and other elements which was already familiar to those who regularly wondered in the The Wilderness as Claridge’s Big Mac. The four subsequent courses were to be linked to works of literature preferably from the region which the chef was representing and so Claridge’s starter was something rather weird and wonderful called Nah You’re revolting which was a tribute to Roald Dahl’s Revolting Recipes and included a cricket and mealworm bhaji with quail marinated in a yogurt and spice mix to mimic butter chicken sauce served with coal oil and various other elements including wood ant emulsion. 

  For his fish course Claridge prepared Goth Apple inspired by the book Ghost Drum by West Midlands author Jacqueline Susan Price. The dish included a scallop ceviche with various apple elements, a white chocolate skull and a wasabi emulsion which Ainsworth identified as overpowering the other ingredients and which he pinpointed as the reason for marking Alex Claridge down to 8 points while the other chefs were all awarded 10 points for their fish courses. It was this that saw Claridge taking an early bath and the result was that we never got to see what else he had to offer.

  So it was with great delight that I read an e mail telling me about a one-off dinner he was arranging for just twelve diners one evening in The Wilderness at which he would present his entire four courses + dinner which would have appeared on the television had he made it through to the second round. I scrabbled to ensure that I had secured two of the twelve places for myself and my guest and then, on the prescribed evening, met up with my companion at Isaac’s bar at The Grand Hotel where the dog and I were staying, rapidly glugged down a somewhat alarming Spicy Margarita and then boarded a taxi for Warstone Lane where this exciting event was to take place.

   A single large table was stretched out lengthways in the restaurant for the lucky dining dozen and the event had pleasingly attracted an affable selection of food enthusiasts and it was not long before everyone was exchanging with each other their impressions of local restaurants as well as dining establishments a little further afield. The cocktails flowed and the included wine flight took off to everyone’s pleasure.

  After Chef’s quietly spoken welcome and introduction to his thoughts about the Great British menu the Big Mac amuse gueule was served - a delicious little pastry with beef tartare and cheese custard. A hit! A palpable hit! 




  Then the starter (see illustration at head of this Blog) - Claridge’s revised version of Nah!You’re revolting - using a leg of barbecued Anjou pigeon in place of quail which is currently unobtainable and a bhaji pleasingly missing mealworms and crickets. This was really very good with the sauce giving much pleasure. 
  On to the fish course - an excellent ceviche of scallop with green apple, wasabi and white chocolate. The white chocolate skull was replaced by a rather more prosaic white chocolate ice cream but the dish worked very well with pleasing textures and flavour.



  At this point Chef turned up in a jacket with a large food-carrying bag on his back which somehow tied in with local author JRR Tolkien’s  Lord Of The Rings (an old man’s deafness inhibited my ability to fully grasp the explanation) and at last the main course was revealed and it was indeed a revelation. A surprising revelation. The dish arrived in a cardboard takeaway box (which one assumes might have been a little more lavish if it had actually appeared on the television) and, when the box was opened, a flatbread laden with (spectacularly tasty) ‘tandoori’ iberico pork and raita was revealed for the world to see at last. Delicious but probably not the right look for Great British Menu.

  The competition demands that the competing chefs prepare an intermediate course (what the then host, a wholly unfunny Scottish comedienne labelled hilariously [well, she thought it was funny anyway] “the pre-pooding pooding”. Claridge’s transitional course was again very enjoyable combining the flavours of white chocolate, lime and the tangy bite of padron pepper green chilli.





  The kitchen staff gathered round to watch chef plate up the dessert of gorgeous redness which united very effectively the flavours of raspberry, rose and the distinct taste of lychee. The meal was rounded off by a nibble of one of Alex Claridge’s very familiar hot lips.






  This was a quirky meal as we might expect. Too quirky I suspect for the Great British Menu. But it was a great occasion to sit there and have the various courses brought out and revealed to the world. Twelve very happy customers trooped out into the darkness of Warstone Lane at the end of the evening and whether or not a BBC celebrity chef or a Michelin inspector likes a chef’s food, in the end it’s the paying customer who really matters,


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