"A warm welcome from a young Polish man, who we took to be the Manager (if he isn't, he should be...! . Boisdale of Bishopsgate is tucked away down an alleyway. The bar, on ground floor level, I found to be a little claustrophobic and quite small (not sure how I would get on in the restaurant, which is underground . We were on a very cheaply priced set lunch menu, which included a glass of prosecco and coffee. Everything was OK, not exceptional, but OK, except for my husband's fish... well, the actual fish itself was perfectly acceptable, but the batter was something else! It was soft, damp and rubbery and my husband picked it up with two fingers from the top and the fish just fell through the bottom of the batter. Yuck! The Manager sympathised and treated my husband to another glass of prosecco (thank you but, to be honest, we would not return."
