Edinburgh, Scotland, United Kingdom
November 21, 2003
LOBS (always in capital letters apparently) is very welcoming; terracotta walls with the odd fresco and a quirky décor with an appropriately maritime theme. The waiting staff completed the experience, appearing at your shoulder with that telepathic ease. The menu is extensive and, to help you on your way the odd ‘freebie’ comes your way – a small piece of omelette and a glass of spumante helped us make up our minds.
Remembering her Frenchness, the Blonde opted for the escargot to start while I ordered carpaccio of tuna and swordfish. Presentation options are fairly limited with a bunch of snails, but you’d expect them to be evenly cooked – "Their microwave is on the blink," diagnosed the Blonde, having moved from piping hot to still-frozen snail. My thinly sliced raw fish was distinctly lacking in interest in comparison.
The main courses needed to pick things up a bit here – grilled squid for the Blonde and crawfish for me. Perfectly well sourced, fresh seafood, but lacking any real interest. I guess one should enjoy the flavours for themselves and maybe we chose badly but our meal left us a little underwhelmed. When we were presented with a bill for €110 our whelm reached new depths.
LOBS it would seem is a fashionable restaurant for the Florentine who is going places. It looks good, the fish looks good and people look good eating here. For us, however, not good enough for that money. The Blonde was crestfallen and decidedly apologetic. She hates dining badly, particularly when it’s her choice and resolved to eat only the best from now on . . . or at least be free of blame.
From journal Romance, Renaissance and Restaurants - Florence