
Dinner is a brilliant restaurant, one that embodies Blumenthal's mixture of deep technical craft, ingenious feeling for theatre and astute sense of how to turn a meal into a story.

With the exception of the umami-rich and slightly viscous cockle ketchup that accompanied our roast halibut, the mains, though all cooked with precision, lacked wow factor

You couldn't feel let down here because it is simply too good, but you might feel – as I did – the lack of a wow moment

This is a worthwhile addition to London, over which The Fat Duck’s chef has wafted an admirable sprinkling of inspiration. And it’s reasonably enough priced... by the standards of Knightsbridge hotels

If there has been a more flawless and exhilarating restaurant opening in the past decade, I missed it

Really wishing them all the success and also really wished I ordered that bleeping Tipsy Cake!!! AARRGGGHHHH!!!!

The meat had the texture of a hunk of salt beef, and was relatively one dimensional in its flavour. Definitely one that didn't live up to my hype

But it’s not slaying me: too slick; too polished; too… Mandarin Oriental. Wealthy Americans will adore it.

Despite garnishes of girolles and cockscombs (more a texture than a taste) it was deeply dull

It’s not a substitute for the Fat Duck (and I’ll state now that I haven’t eaten there yet) but it’s still worth a visit,

Dinner is sensational. It is well rehearsed and it is exactly what the apex of modern fine dining should look like

Believe the hype

So in the end, the best critical praise comes from someone who's not a critic at all

One Michelin Star