These days, eating red meat is a rare treat for me. He and I used to treat ourselves to a steak every week before I became fully aware of health issues associated with consuming too much of the bloodied almost-living piece of animal. And so, when I do eat meat, my animal instincts hunt down the best in quality and I savour every mouthful.
Half starved, in preparation for our feast, I arrived at 45 Park Lane with a suitably glamorous girlfriend. She and I are relatively new friends. In this hectic world, we never have enough time to see our oldest and dearest friends, and so it always surprises me when I make a new friend. Nevertheless she and I seem to have an insatiable desire to chew over common interests and as the Dorchester Collection’s quite recently launched Cut was very much on her food radar, my plus-one choice was easy.