The seared scallops, for instance, were technically wonderful, and the same goes for the slow-roasted lamb shoulder – a fatty chunk of tasty meat sitting pretty on a heap of cheesy polenta. But a side of kale and spinach? Boring. And the only exciting thing about the strawberry cheesecake sundae was that it was hoarding extra chunks of meringue.
But let’s be honest: what The Ivy Brasserie lacks in culinary finesse, it makes up for by being that place you pick to impress your friends from out of town. Because who doesn’t love to name-drop?