Readers will know I'm a fan of eating out in and around Edinburgh. I try to do this once a week, failing which at least once a fortnight! I'm a little late in posting this, but last week was no different. Here are my foodie reviews from the Valentine's weekend. Not that any meal was particularly romantic or could be construed as a date in any way. And I mean that.
Saturday evening
Divino Enoteca
The outside of Divino as shown on The Bite website
Location
Merchant Street (just off Candlemaker Row, under George IV Bridge. It can be accessed through Vittorias.)
Website
What we ate
On arrival - we both had a rose Champagne
Starters - I had butternut squash veloute, my friend had bruschetta
Main - I had the steak (blue) with asparagus, rosemary potatoes and a sauteed mushroom, my friend had the Valentine themed ravioli
Dessert - I had the chocolate torte and a cherry rum based cocktail, my friend had tiramisu
Drinks - I had one large Chianti and one large Italian Malbec, my friend knocked back a whole bottle of Pinot Grigio!
Musings
I have visited Divino before, although only for drinks, but my hopes were still high. It is a lovely, atmospheric place with a stylish interior, and I like that it is relatively tucked away but still central. We picked this restaurant because we both like Italian food, and it also had tables available on what was, coincidentally, Valentine's evening. From the off the service was impeccable. The staff were polite and well versed on the menu and could recommend anything you asked for. My friend asked for a recommendation on his wine, and he said it was one of the best he'd had. Likewise, our waiter recommended I try a different wine after my Chianti, and I was not disappointed. As for the food, every single thing I ate was delicious. I am usually far more adventurous than soup-steak-chocolate. Indeed, I rarely, if ever, order steak when I'm eating out. But I fancied it on Saturday and was so glad I ordered it. I like my steak as rare as a restaurant can get away with. I'd have it raw, if I could. It was one of the best steaks ever and I told the waiter as such. He seemed pleased! My friend's ravioli, however, was a little sparse. I felt sorry for him when the six love-heart shaped pieces of pasta got put down in front of him. He said it tasted lovely, but it really wasn't enough. We both agreed our puddings were to die for. I could eat that chocolate torte the rest of my days and not get fed up with it. The food was lovely and the staff really made us feel special. With the addition of a tip, we managed to accrue a rather handsome bill...
It was worth it, though!
Sunday afternoon
Hanedan
Hanedan, as shown on their website
Location
West Preston Street
Website
What we ate
Starters - Turkish bread, olives, hummus and koftas
Main - we each had a chicken shish, my friend also had a salad and a lambs' liver dish. He has a large appetite.
Drinks - Efes. Lots of Efes.
Musings
My friend had mentioned that this restaurant is non-fussy and modest, but has a great grill and excellent service. I was intrigued to try it, as I've never been before. I arrived before my friend did, and the man at the door was so polite and lovely and told me my friend had phoned ahead to say we were going to be late! I was escorted to a table and offered a drink, which I always like. The manners I mean, but I like the drink too. When it came to ordering, I was happy to be led by my friend's recommendations, so he chose the food that is listed above. You can't go wrong with bread, dip and olives and it was as tasty as I'd thought it would be. The chicken shish was grilled to perfection; still beautifully moist with a really nice barbecued flavour. For reasons I won't go into, I was not particularly hungry so couldn't finish my main or try any liver. This is really unlike me and I so wanted to eat more, but it wasn't to be. My friend said his liver was great. So I guess we were both happy. I'd go back to this place when my appetite is serving me better. The service alone is worth a mention, and there's a lot on the menu I'd like to try. All washed down with some Efes. Yummy. A winner.



