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Skylon is still a fun place

I first went to Skylon in May 2007 as it opened with the refurbished Royal Festival Hall courtesy Allies and Morrison. While I have been back quite a few times for cocktails and drinks at the bar, I have not had a proper dinner there for a while until last night.

The restaurant is still nicely laid out alongside the bar (in the centre) and brasserie (opposite end) in this vast space. It still offers one of the best river views in London. The menu continues to offer Modern British fare. My sweetbread has a nice texture sitting alongside a fresh bed of salad.

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My entrecote (shared with my fellow dining companion) was
beautifully done - nice salted crust on the outside, tender and
succulent inside. The service was  attentive without being
over-bearing. Four of the six of us ordered Baked Alaska - think meringue encasing the tri-colour ice cream served with a Grand Marnier flame. All was consumed with much enthusiasm.



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  1. Hin Yan, don't agree with you about Skylon being a particularly nice fine dining place(anymore). Found it depressingly noisy last time I was there admittedly wanting a relaxed and comforting Friday night treat, but I must say that the food was at variance with the bad furniture and clientele. The food was GOOD (notwithstanding a piss-poor pumpkin rissotto with grilled parmigiano (yuk). found tha it was the wine service that most impressed - a commendable Barbera D'Alba.

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