I have gleefully upgraded my hero brunch venue from Breakfast Club (i’m fickle, SHOOT me) to Aussie chef Bill Granger’s ‘Granger & Co’, W11. Just look at the address – 175 Westbourne Grove. It takes a seriously slick establishment to survive on this uber classy area and Granger & Co is flourishing, and making it look effortless.
The hype has been around his breakfast menu, so four of us pitched up at 8.30am on Thursday to avoid queuing (booking is FORBIDDEN! Bill is too in demand for this extra paperwork). The simplicity is so relaxing – just one dining room with big windows & high ceilings. The lime green seats and crisp white & wooden décor make it feel like a summer glasshouse with a 50’s type vibe. It’s classy.
His breakfast menu is far more sophisticated than mere poached eggs and pancakes. It’s very farm-esq with Aussie twists like the ricotta hotcakes, miso mushrooms, chilli baked butter beans & coconut porridge. It’s a relief to be offered the uncommon foods. Between the four of us we tried a hefty chunk of the menu and all of them impressed us.
The clientele is certainly something you will notice (unless you fit the bill too). Slinky gorgeous wives & girlfriends of the wealthy mixed with trustafarians and celebrities. There’s a powerful aura about them which is intimidating? Here’s one perspective – David Beckham was on the table next to mine, and absolutely no-one battered an eyelid. Too cool to do so I suppose. I played their game and keep quiet like a good little customer. P.S – He. Is. BEAUTIFUL. His smile is mesmerising – I’d never noticed these looks before (i’m not gay). I wonder if he was allowed to book a table?
I just felt so relaxed here, I could sit in Granger for hours. Go with whoever you like, or even on your own – perhaps that’s going to be the next THING – ‘Loane-ranging’? I’d happily sit in Granger & Co alone, entertaining myself and/or waiting for my future husband to walk in. (100% the latter.)
Granger is a pro, and this is clearly a slick operation which feels effortlessly cool.
See my Breakfast Club post for a youthful comparisson