Fulham boasts piles of old money – so much that it can seem like another country at times. But as the fat cats are always so keen to point out, wealth in itself is no bad thing. Spent wisely, it allows businesses, including restaurants, to thrive. And that’s especially true in this neck of the woods. Michelin’s just-published ‘Eating Out in Pubs Guide’ 2015 recommends no fewer than six food-focused pubs in Fulham (Time Out’s own recommendations are listed here). Many of these are really restaurants masquerading as hostelries.
Tommy Tucker is one such example. A sibling to Claude’s Kitchen – a similarly casual-chic restaurant with pedigree round these parts – it deals in rustic and cod-rural cooking that pays no heed to squeamish types. A whole juicy mackerel served with head and tail intact, was a case in point; when we ordered it, the staff made us feel as though we’d just picked a winning racehorse (‘wise choice, sir’).
It’s a nice place, polished and confident enough for the VIP residents of this postcode – mostly David Cameron lookalikes, with the same strong jawline and stiff upper lip.
By Guy Dimond