Bespoke Café is a bit difficult to find. As Happy Fork said, it’s possible empty because it is not easy to spot. It is inside The Collective Store at one end of the second floor of Palladium. The second floor doesn’t have loos but the store had a couple of very Greek (white and blue themed) elegant loos which were almost the size of the bedroom in our earlier flat.
Bespoke Cafe does look very different at the first glance itself. Stained glass windows. Colourful red glasses on the table. High backed leather sofas reminiscent of the proverbial stretch limo. The sofas were fairly comfortable to sit on. One could spread out unlike in the large, yet cramped and packed, Indigo Deli. The only catch was when you tried to eat. It was a bit difficult to reach the table while sitting on the sofa. Though the head waiter, very thoughtfully, pushed our sofas in after the food arrived. Which was a lifetime after we ordered. But the quality showed the value of ‘slow food’
I started off with a Sula Merlot. I don’t claim to understand wines. But this had a playful bouquet (fragrance) and had a nice chirpy taste. Just what one needed to liven things when it was pouring and dark and wet outside.
I ordered a blue cheese pepper burger, medium to well done. This was recommended by Happy Fork. It did take some time to arrive after we ordered. But my eyes lit up when it did. A mound of rich, succulent meat. I could almost hear Tony Bourdain say ‘come to Mama’ as this was brought.
The burger patty was as royal and robust as it looked. The meat was tender with the odd scrunch as it was done medium to rare. Very juicy. Luscious.
I have developed a taste for blue cheese thanks to Jamshed Uncle who is really fond of it. I wondered how this very strong tasting cheese would sit in a burger. Well, as the head waiter explained, the cheese had seeped into the burger. The resultant taste was a muted milky, cheese taste which cut through the beef and made its presence felt in every bite. It teased but didn’t drown. Very different from Thousand Island dressing in the Indigo Deli sandwich which dominated everything else just as those blasted Vuvuzela Horns do during the Fifa World Cup games at South Africa.
I have often said ‘pshaw’ when American food shows on TV go ballistic over burgers. How can ‘fast’ food awe and be considered haute cuisine? Typical American exaggeration. Well the burger at Bespoke Café made me rethink my world view on burgers. Yes, burgers can be special.