Under the direction of  Head Chef, Ben Mounsey who recently took the culinary helm. His menus offer Ben’s interpretation of fine, contemporary British food. To run alongside this, a cocktail collection featuring newly-crafted drinks has been introduced.

The menu is Ben’s reflection of modern British life. Showing British eccentricity with an often-eclectic combination of ingredients, dishes on his menu include cleverly reconstructed classics and plates to challenge a diner’s perception of familiar foods. Infused with his humour, sense of fun and inspiration from his region, Ben promises a menu that “avoids the obvious, with surprises throughout. The result is a celebration of flavour; with a meticulous attention to detail and presented with purposeful simplicity.”

Highlights of the menu include the starter dish of pork cheek, curry, carrot, veloute – a nod to the restaurant’s name and Manchester’s scientific heritage comes as he completes the dish with a graphene crisp. Ben celebrates classical northern food with his version of venison, black peas, celeriac and leek, and a dessert of Eccles cake, currants, yoghurt, butter, tea. His love of Manchester music shows through in ‘Sally Cinnamon’ (named after the classic Stone Roses song), popcorn, nimixtilised melon, granola.

In addition to local influences and suppliers, Ben’s menu captures the finest ingredients from across the country, such as Lancashire lamb served with nasturtium, beets, black garlic, wool; duck from Goosnargh alongside asparagus, fennel, mushroom, and milk, rice pudding, with rhubarb from Yorkshire, and liquorice.

Grafene Restaurant, Manchester, boasts ‘uniquely British eating and drinking’ set in an urban backwater of central Manchester, near the grandiose Hotel Gotham. I say ‘backwater’ as my Google maps sent me past the side alley (or snicket, aisle or corridor, depending on where you are from) three times. Resulting in my falling into a men’s clothing shop owned by an ex-rocker from a local band of brothers, resulting in me buying a jacket I didn’t need!

I enquired with the rather pleased shop assistant where the Grafene was and he responded: “Ah yeah, I know that, very good restaurant, great cocktails, it’s down there and up the alley!” And, so it was, just off King Street.

Outside is modern, a bit cold and not visibly a showcase for British cuisine; hardly a farmers’ market. However, the tasting menu of the day on the board outside indicated otherwise. That was enough to entice us in.

A somewhat warmer welcome at the door, coats and bags swiftly locked away and we were shown to our booth. However the journey was not that swift: For three blokes, the beautifully crafted nickel-topped bar offering a fine selection of premium spirits and Villeroy & Boch glassware caused some distraction. It was like a culinary ‘Man-cave’.

If that wasn’t enough, the open pastry kitchen again took our senses away – I actually bumped into one of my fellow diners as neither of us were watching where we were going. The fresh-baked bread was already on our ‘must-order’ list!

Beautifully-crafted leather booths offer elevated views of the city below; one storey up lends itself perfectly to voyeurism. Above the bustle of the urban shoppers below, we watched office workers, hairdressers and goodness knows what, each business framed by Grafene’s large, industrial statement windows. Who needs a countryside view when you can eat countryside produce and not get muddy?

Service is slick, informative and unobtrusive. Menus simple, intriguing and consistent, and reassuringly bang-on season, and yes, as promised, British. But what was ‘Unique’?
Each of us went silent, for quite some time. Then the noises: “Ooh that sounds good”; “That’s interesting”; “Have you tried this?”; “What’s that?”; “Ah yes!”. We could each have ordered every dish on the menu, so decided to vary. One consensus was ‘bread’.

Dry January was collectively put on hold once we saw the wine list, an excellent and well-considered selection priced sensibly by the glass. Three English sparkling wines supporting the British ethos amongst a balanced world tour of other well priced temptations. Based on our menu selections we chose a Picpoul de Pinet. What a perfect way to interrupt dry January. Crisp, buttery and uplifting.

Bread selection arrived. The mini sourdough loaf didn’t last out the butter. We gesticulated eagerly towards the pastry chef for more of both!

Starters arrived shortly after. Cauliflower velouté, pickled and roaster cauliflower. A generous portion, delicate in texture deep in flavour. Torched Mackerel, artichoke purée, dill. Partridge, braised leg pastilla, pomegranate, salsify. Each perfectly and considerably presented. No fuss or ‘noise’ – ingredients for ingredients’ sake. Every element had a purpose; every purpose perfectly executed.

Mains consisted of Butternut squash gnocchi, BBQ leek, spiced seeds. A brave choice for my heartily carnivorous guest, but his silence was indeed golden. Savouring every mouthful, and even sharing some.
The perfectly poached fillet of cod caused debate on chef’s balancing of the delicate cod and perfectly steamed broccoli with the hearty seaweed butter sauce. My treat was Sea Bream, brown shrimp, sweet corn, charred leek, smoked mussels, langoustine bisque. January on a plate. Light, flavoursome and intense bisque.

By now the Picpoul bottle was as dry as January ought to have been. Time for cheese, the French way, pre-desserts as we were ‘being good’. A fine selection – all British. It was hard to select from the ten “In the mix” but we chose four: Admiral Collingwood, Northumbria; Irish Porter; Rosary Ash goat’s cheese, from Wiltshire; and Blue Monday No.7. Being in Manchester, we opted for ‘Blue Monday’ (although it was a Thursday) in homage to arguably one of the city’s greatest music exports, New Order (although the cheese is created by Alex James of less Northern hit combo Blur!). The cheeses were simply presented and each perfectly stored – ideal temperature, texture and release of flavours. We even asked for more of the sourdough! (any excuse)

Desserts, not part of our initial plan, however needs must be overruled by wants! White chocolate cheesecake, clementine, pain d’epice ice cream kept my guest quiet for a long five minutes (on tasting, I could appreciate why). Chef also treated us to his creation of the day – chocolate delice, dark chocolate Aero, salted caramel, malt barley – that kept the rest of us quiet, almost.

To manage to take our attentions away from the stunning decor and voyeuristic views was some feat. To impress three hard-nosed gourmands in January another. The service provided an informed presence without intrusion. The ingredients ensured simple flavours, perfectly executed. The setting was an enticement to return again on an evening to enjoy its industrial decadence. Certainly, as promised, “Unique”.

Reviewed by “GourmEater” January 2018

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