Commentary
A Star Worth Dying For
Shortly
before he blew his brains out with a hunting rifle, the
French chef, Bernard Loiseau, proclaimed that if he ever
lost a Michelin star he would 'kill himself'. If anyone in
France had doubted the importance of the Michelin Red Guide before Loiseau's suicide in
February 2003, his death quickly led them to change their
opinions. In the home of haute cuisine, at least, stars still mattered.
In the UK, though, it is difficult to imagine anyone
resorting to such drastic measures. Stars are highly sought
after by the high end of the market, but they aren't regarded as awards literally to die for. Many British restaurant
reviewers are even openly critical of what they regard as
the Red Guide's tendency to give primacy to the old
fashioned, the expensive and the pretentious. The guide, and
its stars, they say, are anachronisms, and are out of touch
with the modern consumer.
They are, of course, wrong. The Michelin Red guide remains
the definitive restaurant guide primarily because it
shuns the vagaries of what is fashionable, and instead
focuses all of its attention on the quality of the food and the dining
experience. That this approach tends to favour the expensive
and formal is an inevitability that seems nonsensical to
criticise; to do so would be akin to complaining that
performance car magazines always award their highest
accolades to supercars.
The guide is not perfect, but, with
its anonymous professional inspectors who make multiple
visits to each restaurant, it is far more trustworthy and
accurate than the often highly subjective opinions of
restaurant critics, or the lowest common denominator
judgements of the crowd-sourced review sites.
And so to the 2009 guide, published earlier in the month,
which, with a page count to rival Proust's A La Recherche du Temps
Perdu, and with print small enough to induce a headache in
all but those with 20/20 vision, is not the sort of
reference book that is carried around in a back pocket. It
takes the business of fine dining as seriously as if it were
a matter of global importance, which, to many French, of
course, it is.
The UK, as for the past few years, features no new three
star restaurants; the Fat Duck, the Waterside Inn and Gordon
Ramsey's retain their positions at the top of the ladder, but
Le Gavroche still remains, mystifyingly, on the rung below
(the guide is not perfect, after all). Thankfully, though,
the number of one and two star establishments has increased
significantly.
One restaurant that has made the step up to a single star
this year is the Manor House at Castle Combe, which, like
many of the establishments in this year's
guide is situated within a country hotel. Given the guide's
apparent liking for this type of establishment, then, it
seemed that a meal at the Wiltshire hotel might provide a
good indication of what the star stands for in today's
marketplace.
Now, those of you who perceive the notions of fine dining
and country hotel restaurants to be diametrically opposed
may be rather sceptical of Michelin's apparent liking for
this particular type of eatery. Memories of poorly cooked
food served by Fawlty-esque staff tend to stick in the mind.
I can, however, dispel your doubts; the Manor House both
sweeps aside any lingering concerns that country hotels
cannot produce food of the very highest quality, and proves
that the Michelin inspectors are still capable of picking
out the great from among the merely good.
True, there is a certain air of pretentiousness and
formality to the dining experience; food is only served
after an apparently compulsory aperitif is taken in the
lounge, but this adds rather than detracts from the
experience, elevating it to the status of 'event'. This
could be annoying if you were time-limited, but I suspect
that most of us would not choose to eat in such a restaurant
were we in a rush to be somewhere else.
The food on our visit was exquisitely prepared and
presented: onion risotto with a cepe cappuccino smouldered
on the tongue, whilst the fillet of beef with wild mushroom
ravioli and red wine jus was perfectly executed and offered
far greater complexity of flavour than its relatively simple
selection of ingredients might suggest. The final flourish was a
pineapple tart tatin, which skilfully matched the
sharpness of the fruit with the richness of the base.
So, if we take the Manor House to be reasonably
representative of what constitutes a Michelin starred
restaurant in 2009, it is clear that the Red Guide is still
slanted towards what could be described as 'event' dining;
the type of food and presentation that is aesthetically and
formally elevated from the everyday. Whilst this may result
in many restaurants, and indeed pubs, which serve well
crafted but less ornate and labour intensive food, missing
out on stars, it does mean that Michelin remains true to its
original aim, set out a century ago, of determining which
restaurants are truly worthy of motorists making a
significant detour to sample.