Restaurant Review: El Gato Negro Tapas, Manchester

Terrific Tapas At El Gato Negro

El Gato Negro – The Black Cat – an Edgar Allan Poe tale and a charming tapas restaurant halfway up Manchester’s upmarket King Street. Tapas, at least in England, I often find is predictable and inauthentic. Not here. El Gato Negro provided a welcome contrast with intriguing plates and a casual service style where ordering little and often was the order of the day. The tapas dishes were prepared in quick succession, and staff were never far away in an intimate dining room.

Stuff didn’t take long to arrive. I didn’t trust the Guindilla Peppers and eyed them up suspiciously – where they going to melt my mind or tickle my tongue? Neither. They tasted curiously of Pickled Onion Monster Munch, which was no bad thing, oddly endearing if anything. Its cousin Mr Padron Pepper – unheard of to me three years ago, now everywhere – were fresh, flavourful and rightly generous on the rock salt. I suggest the 2017 Award For Most Awesome Sounding Dish is given to ‘Gin Cured Salmon w/ Truffle Honey on Toast’. which tasted as good as it sounded. Although expensive, this little bundle of joy was well-balanced, somehow harmonious and unique to at least Manchester.

The ‘Bikini’ was disappointingly not a swimsuit model but a rather pedestrian, small, ham and cheese toasty – fine but I didn’t see what the big deal was about. Manchester seems to have become the Mecca of sweet potato fries. Spice addiction, homelessness and sweet potato fries have had the same rocketing trajectory in the city. I remember being blown away by amazing sweet potato fries in Odd Bar NQ ten years ago, now I eat them with every other meal. I sense every Manchester restaurant feels obliged to serve them for fear of a being petrol-bombed. For the record, sweet potato fries at El Gato Negro provided a depth of flavour they had no right to have, with an ingeniously composed mango and chilli dressing.

This restaurant wants to sell you charcuterie, but the surprise star of the show was an ostentatiously elongated carrot. I’ve documented carrot inducing out-of-body experience levels of flavour before at Dinner By Heston and El Gato Negro’s offering was a delicious close second against Heston’s two Michelin stars. El Gato Negro’s equally elongated description of: ‘Chargrilled heritage carrots, aubergine purée, miso, walnut pesto and Manchego’, was an umami-filled revelation. I had something of a carrot based spiritual awakening. My root chakra was dancing. In Medieval times black cats were often regarded as demons, one walking passed was seen blocking your entrance to heaven. All this carrot-induced pagan mysticism began to all make sense, or maybe I’d had too much wine.

The savoury shenanigans were far from outdone by a beautifully presented sharing dessert with bells and whistles on. This ensemble of Spanish and European fancies was technically well-crafted but equally impressive on the palate. The perfect Barbie-pink macaroon was fought over and the ice-cream was as good as you’ll find anywhere. Those clever Spaniards nicked the best parts of French and Italian patisserie and created something quite special.

Service at El Gato Negro Manchester was organised, expressive but not overbearing. Genuinely friendly, irksomely handsome, tattooed Spaniards with broad smiles, open body language, speaking a hundred words a minute – I liked them a lot.

My only minor gripe from the well-oiled kitchen was most of the pescetarian dishes arrived together at the end, rather than interspersed through the procession. Perhaps the idea that not everyone is there to enjoy the good looking Catalonian chorizo and Iberico ham is a misnomer. That said, the menu well looked after vegetarians and pescetarians too.

The restaurant must be doing something right, as it is one of only few in the entire Greater Manchester area to receive Michelin’s Bib Gourmand. As helpful as ever, the guide enlightens readers with this stunning food insight: “Appealing tapas dishes include meats from the Josper grill“. Thanks for that.

Regarding value, these culinary dopamine hits came at a cost; but, El Gato Negro Tapas’ urban cool environment and numerous memorable flavours made it certainly worth it.

El Gato Negro Tapas
Review Summary

Atmosphere 8  Cost 7  Quality 10  Service 9

Restaurant Review: El Gato Negro Tapas, Manchester, Black Cat Spanish Catalonia Basque Country Food
Padrón peppers with Halen Môn sea salt & Spicy-sweet guindilla peppers
Restaurant Review: El Gato Negro Tapas, Manchester, Black Cat Spanish Catalonia Basque Country Food
Catalan bread with olive oil, garlic and fresh tomato
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Bikini (toasted sandwich with jamón ibérico and manchego)
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Salt cod croquetas, piquillo pepper purée and aioli
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Gin cured salmon w/ truffle honey on toast
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Chargrilled heritage carrots, aubergine purée, miso and walnut pesto, Manchego
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Chargrilled sweet potato with mango, chilli and yoghurt dressing (GF)
Restaurant Review: El Gato Negro Tapas, Manchester, Black Cat Spanish Catalonia Basque Country Food
A special selection of their favourite desserts

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Restaurant Review: Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza, Ancoats

Rudy’s Pizza Ancoats – Worth The Dough

Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza has taken Manchester by storm, so much so, Napoli has become my second team. Entry to the Ancoats site was a lottery: like a meek sixteen-year-old slipping into Wetherspoons with fake ID and an even faker moustache, I prayed for access. Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza was too cool for bookings and the queue was an hour. The Mrs started to panic. Fortuitously, Seven Bro7hers BeerHouse was ready and waiting moments away, temporarily quenching hunger pangs with excellent craft ales.

Despite Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza being consistently busy, I was chirpily greeted and ushered to ring side seats opposite the chefs in a welcoming manner. I asked about the different Mozzarella – I couldn’t tell a word they said – but felt their passion the way deaf people hear the vibrations of an orchestra. I gratefully received delicious samples of the different Mozzerella, even though the pizzas where scarily quick to be served.

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Mozzarella Magic at Rudys
Rudy's Neapolitan Pizza Review Northern Quarter Manchester
Great Value Sicilian Red

Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza is about simplicity; dough contains only four ingredients (flour, water, salt and yeast) and pizzas are only cooked for one minute. Rudy’s is proudly Neapolitan – not ‘thin and crispy’ and absolutely not ‘deep pan’.

Rudy’s pizzas are a thing of beauty. Billowing doughy crusts, rising and falling, before popping with lightly charred edges, run down to tissue paper thin bases. This is the pizza you lament you’ve only had in Italy. The luxurious salty cheese, nostril filling basil aromas, umami pumped tomatoes – this is what no frills Italian cooking is all about. However, toppings inelegantly slide from base to plate, like a collapsed drunk falling from a taxi and everything was very salty; but, with so much savoury deliciousness filling your mouth nobody cared.

How do Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza create these pieces of magic? It’s simple really. Water, flour, salt & yeast is mixed, before being softened by hand and rolled into perfectly identical balls. To quote these pizza geniuses:” We believe that in order to create a Neapolitan Pizza one must use the freshest, finest and most authentic ingredients; the main event is the Caputo ‘00’ flour which comes straight from Naples to give our dough the bounce it needs”.

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Just look at that crust…
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Slice of Neapolitan Heaven
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A good, honest Polenta Cake

Rudy’s Ancoats’ interior was rather plain but the atmosphere carried a real buzz. Considering the characterful wine and reasonable price point – give me Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza over High Street chains any day.

Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza Wine Prices

The Rudy’s Neapolitan pizza wine list is small but perfectly formed. They are all Italian wines and despite the small selection, is all you need with pizza. The cheapest bottle of wine is either a Catarratto or a Nero D’Avola, which are both by Palazzo Del Mare, from Sicily at £15.90. The most expensive bottle of wine is a Prosecco by La Vita Sociale at a comfortable £22. If you’re more of a grain than a grape person, the local Runaway Pale Ale  is recommended, but I’d suggest the high acidity fruity wines work better with pizza then something just as yeasty.

Rudy’s Neapolitan Pizza Ancoats
Review Score

When the food is this delicious, affordable and service is friendly, it’s hard not to love. Having to walk through Ancoats and being put on a waiting list is a bit of a faff; still, Rudy’s is definitely worth it.

Atmosphere 8/10    Cost 10/10    Quality 9/10    Service 8/10

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Ancoats Manchester

  • Confidentials: “…to ward off the nasty folk possessed of the evil eye you have to touch your genitals or make the sign of the horns…”
  • Food Geek Blog: “The space is very basic inside but that doesn’t matter if the food’s up to their usual standard.”

Restaurant Review: Malmaison Brasserie (Chez Mal), Manchester

Malmaison Manchester – Birthday Brasserie at Chez Mal

Organising a Saturday night group booking in Manchester was a surprising pain in the derriere. Despite the plethora of culinary hotspots the fine city offered, it became oddly frustrating: El Gato Negro (no bookings), Refuge By Volta (limited tapas menu), The Hawksmoor (hates vegetarians), Mr Cooper’s (no availability), Iberica (brilliant, but went recently), Manchester House (too expensive)…Then, down a dreary Piccadilly, the shimmering mirage of Malmaison Brasserie rose from the horizon and my anxiety washed away in the rain.

On paper, Malmaison Manchester ticked the boxes required for a 30th birthday, with a party of foodies. It appeared suitably ambient, dark and sophisticated, while the menu was diverse, interesting and not extortionate. Chez Mal menu looked pleasingly premium without being too expensive to alienate a large group of ordinary people.

On arrival, Chez Mal Manchester was gently buzzing away. Men in jackets and ladies in denial of Manchester’s Baltic conditions filled the space. My large party didn’t register a flicker of emotion with the staff, and I slouched to the bar without anyone noticing. Some bourbon-based beverages were mixed together with too much sugar and not enough rapport.

We slipped to the large, awkwardly shaped and oddly positioned tables in anonymity and given only the Al La Carte and Wine List in silence – The Chez Mal Set Menu was mysteriously withheld. Some well-chilled dry white wine arrived in a laboured manner, sluggishly followed by fresh bread, served with the panache of a prison officer issuing their least favourite death row inmate’s last meal.

To start, the tuna tartare was elegantly presented with sophisticated, vibrant flavour combinations – if only there was more of it. The duck ragu soup could have passed for a school canteen’s Sponge Pudding; fortunately, it was delicious. Despite its suspiciously beige, lumpy demeanour, the depth of flavour and balance of seasoning was superb. One guest was allergic to prawns, and so asked for the tempura calamari and prawns to be adapted – this was ingeniously accommodated by serving half the starter at the full price. The smell of the spatchcock quail made my pescetarian mouth water with jealousy. The dead bird was wonderfully smoked without it drying out, with the pomegranate providing an exotic touch.

For mains, the lobster risotto was suitably al dente, with well-formed, proud standing arborio, draped in well seasoned, rich stock. Unfortunately, the dish was lacking lobster and thus its raison d’etre. The fleshy morsel placed on top was really only a delicious garnish. The venison was an excellent autumnal thing – well rested, properly seared and satisfyingly meaty. I also had it on good authority the Chez Mal burger managed a respectable account of itself.

For desserts, the chocolate fondant was a black hole of sensual cocoa, which I liked so much it was embarrassing. Finally, the gooey le fromage tray sluttily spread itself everywhere and as good as any I can remember. In keeping with the muted rapport, I wasn’t advised what constituted it – unfortunate, as this was Malmaison Manchester’s highlight.

Like most chain hotel restaurants, I suggest Malmaison Manchester offers decent food in good locations for punters with expense accounts. For date nights or more special occasions, I’d look elsewhere.

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Review Summary

Atmosphere 6  Cost 5  Quality 8  Service 3

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Grilled Spatchcock Quail
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Slow Roast Highland Venison Steak
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Lobster Risotto
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Valrhona Dark Chocolate Fondant
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Chez Mal Le Fromage Tray

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