We’d rather perch elsewhere: Raul Dias reviews new eatery, The Finch
Go for the live music, and the mudslide pastry dessert; be prepared for a very mixed menu and a mixed meal.mumbai Updated: Sep 16, 2017 10:10 IST
- RATING: 2.5 / 5
- WHERE: John Baker, Saki Vihar Road, Andheri (East)
- WHEN: 6 pm to 1 am
- COST: About Rs 4,000 for two, with one cocktail each
- CALL: 2875-8300
If The Finch were a person, it would be accused of being moody, unpredictable and inconsistent. Past its grungy, industrial-looking façade (including a laser projection of a finch ‘flitting’ all over the external wall) is a whole other world.
The retro-chic lounge bar pays rich homage to the nightclubs of the 1970s. There are faux-leather booths, velvet drapes, bird’s nest-shaped pendant lights over the bar and a stage at one end for live music.
The menu is similarly all over the place – with Thai, Korean, Mediterranean and European, and smatterings of Indian food.
We opted for the marhabba mezzeh sampler to begin. Silken hummus, moutabal and baba ganoush came accompanied by falafel and pita bread.
An amuse bouche of Korean spinach soup was the perfect spicy foil, with its gochujang sauce and kimchi bits hitting the back of the throat.
Our server insisted we try the house’s signature saffrontini cocktail. It looked like liquid sunshine, but that’s perhaps the only thing good about it. Its off-putting synthetic saffron taste prevented a second sip.
The frozen kiwi granitas fared better. They came generously spiked with tequila, the fresh kiwi and lime juice offering a refreshing finish.
At a whopping Rs 875 per serving, the criminally overpriced pork belly with sorpotel curry sauce was the night’s biggest letdown. Its stringy slices of overcooked meat came coated in a sickly sweet syrup that had nothing in common with Goan sorpotel.
Our Shanghai-style street noodles were a far sight better, with juicy bits of chicken and umami-rich shiitake mushroom.
Suffering from a severe lack of imagination was the crumbly, tasteless Oreo cheesecake. Its gloopy, salted-caramel topping did little to help. The restaurant replaced it with a moist, superbly composed trio of chocolate mudslide pastries with a hint of salt. We demolished them in one fell swoop.
We’d probably go back to The Finch just for the live music. But as far as the food and drink are concerned, we’d rather perch elsewhere!
(HT pays for all meals and reviews anonymously)