Eva Oh
Google
I was pleased to finally make it to Aulis - Soho’s intimate, quietly elusive dining room. I’ve been peeking in through the laneway window for months. Its few coveted seats never quite lined up with my calendar - until now.
The experience was sweetly worth the wait. The staff are personable and characterful, clearly proud of what’s being brought to the counter. Many ingredients are drawn from their own farm, with preserves that have been quietly waiting years to make it to the plate. There’s a thread of mischief woven through the menu: a gelatinous layer slipping over scallop, a very stylish update to a bread pudding - subtle provocations that stay just this side of playful.
The team was patient with our mixed group, gracefully balancing varying levels of engagement and curiosity. The non-alcoholic pairing for the solo diner beside me looked particularly well-considered - many bottles, little trays, I was jealous.
The menu read a touch heavy for the season to me, but perhaps it’s more likely that my palate was expecting London to have an actually blazing summer day.
All in all, a thoughtful and quietly daring meal.