After weeks of talking about one day making it down to Flat Iron, I finally made it there this weekend. Before we had even sat down to eat I already loved it! It might be the buzzword of the moment, but they have nailed ‘industrial-chic’. Wooden tabletops, an outdoor/indoor mix and benches & stools to sit on all added to this, as did the most elaborate pepper grinder I have ever seen (I forgot to take a picture unfortunately). The space felt super relaxed, with really friendly staff and an interesting but not too crazy cocktail list. We settled for the Strawberry & Basil Collins.
Flat Iron have one thing on the menu, a flat iron steak* and
as anyone who’s gone out to eat with me will know, that is a great thing! Not
only does it take away the pain (and time) of deciding what to order – and
meaning you have to accept not trying all 4 mains you liked! – it also means
that you expect it to be done to perfection. And it did not disappoint.
While the medium-rare steak (how they recommend it’s cooked
– listen!) truly was melt in the mouth, I am a big believer that the true test
of a place is their sides (and calamari, but that’s another conversation). Flat
Iron served delicious, perfectly seasoned fries and the best creamed spinach
I’ve had in a long time.
Despite being stuffed, I couldn’t resist the one dessert* on
their menu, a milk ice-cream with salted caramel, vanilla & bourbon sauce
and chocolate sauce. Delicious!! (I forgot to get a picture of that as well!)
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