Mount St. Restaurant
Modern British restaurant · Mayfair ·
Modern British classics with art, featuring Durslade lamb, monkfish.
Modern British classics with art, featuring Durslade lamb, monkfish.
"Once you look past the Picasso on the wall, the Matisse behind you, and the silver butt plug-shaped salt and pepper shakers, Mount St. Restaurant is a totally normal place to eat. The British restaurant is from the people who own Hauser & Wirth gallery, so it’s little surprise that everything down to the vibrant red furniture is an aesthete’s dream. What’s more surprising is that this place isn’t all looks. The omelette Arnold Bennett is a decadent, gooey, and cheesy mix of smoked haddock and egg, and the lobster pie for two is almost too rich, but it suits the champagne-popping surroundings." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, rianne shlebak
"Mount St. is far from perfect but when the multicoloured mosaic floor you’re walking on is quite literally a work of art, maybe it doesn’t matter. There’s a Matisse on one wall, a Picasso on the other, plus a Warhol and a Lucian Freud oil painting of some prawns. This British restaurant-cum-gallery is about as Mayfair as things come and a lobster pie with its head poking out of the pastry is as OTT as it sounds. The omelette Arnold Bennett is a gooey delight." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing
"At Mount St. Restaurant in Mayfair, you can eat lobster pie and venison loin while eyeing a Picasso. So find us a better place to match new thick-rimmed glasses with a power blazer, and we’ll give you our blue-blooded great-grandfather’s favourite—albeit entirely fictional—signet ring. Expect an atmosphere that’s more Coutts than cool, but where else can you eat a gooey omelette Arnold Bennett and a best-in-class beef tartare in the presence of a Matisse?" - heidi lauth beasley, rianne shlebak
"With Matisses and Picassos on the wall, Mount St. Restaurant is the kind of place to remind the world that the most prized work of art of all is you. Yes, you who recently found two loose McNuggets in your coat pocket. Not everything about this British restaurant in Mayfair is perfect, but that’s where you enter. Gliding around the terrazzo floor like it was created for yours truly, tucking into a lobster pie with a Lucian Freud hanging behind you, because that is the kind of life you lead—eating soufflé at midday on a Wednesday because you can. To your left there’s a disgraced MP, to your right there’s a Real Housewife Of Somewhere, and in the centre of everything… is you" - rianne shlebak, jake missing, sinead cranna
"Not everyone looks like a work of art at 9am on a Saturday morning, so it’s a good thing that Mount St. is owned by Hauser & Wirth gallery. The chi-chi British restaurant’s glamorous, bacon-heavy (meat, not Francis) brunch experience combines two great weekend activities: an art gallery and a full English. Nothing here is as simple as it seems: scrambled eggs come topped with shaved white truffle and the painting of prawns on the wall is by some bloke called Lucien Freud. Bog-standard eggs benedict and a frothy mimosa, this is not. In fact, Mayfair’s Mount St. even has a special breakfast martini to enjoy in their colourful and kaleidoscopic dining room—and nothing says celebratory brunch like a martini and a sausage sandwich." - rianne shlebak, jake missing, sinead cranna
