Since moving to Dubai, I’ve embraced all things international; buffets, curriculums, social groups the list goes on. And I have loved every second (and bite) of it. However, this weekend we ventured over to the Lakes Club to have a long awaited taste of home.
Reform Social & Grill is perfect. Actually, I can’t think of a happier Saturday since I’ve been here (no offence to anyone I’ve spent any other Saturdays with….). The taxi dropped us at the entrance to Reform. From the outside, it almost has a beach vibe; wooden decks and bistro style chairs nestled under palm trees, overlooking the pool. Friends relaxing with a cold beer in their polo shirts and shorts, enjoying their weekend.
When you step inside, you enter a proper English pub. Not the sticky carpets, dart boards and cheap beer type, but the refined, sleek but homely kind. With dark painted wood, marble tables and black leather benches, it oozes ‘Surrey suburb’ and I felt instantly at home. We both ordered a beef roast dinner (of course) and an extra side of green beans to share. We also ordered some fat chips for Raffy as he wasn’t in the best of moods and I was 90% sure that he wouldn’t eat anything at all. Neal had a bottle of Sol and I had a glass of their ‘Beach House’ Sauvignon Blanc which was nice and crisp.
The food was lovely. The roast only came with cabbage as a side, so I was glad to have had the extra greens. I am such a vegetable enthusiast that I think a roast dinner looks a bit sad without at least three vegetable options!! The beef was cooked beautifully – Neal and I both like ours rare and this was medium (although we didn’t specify) but was beautifully tender and the Yorkshire pudding was impressively tall. The only bit that was under par were the chips- quite a few were under cooked, which was a shame, although not a major problem as Raffy didn’t really eat as I suspected.
The restaurant was bustling so it was handy that I had booked and got a table with space for the highchair. In fact there were so many children there (at least one per table) that the one poor couple sandwiched in next to us vowed never to come back again as it was so noisy.
For dessert, all three of us shared the chocolate pot with salted caramel sauce on top which was so delicious, but huge for something so rich, so there was no need for two. Incredibly, Raffy’s appetite resurfaced as soon at the dessert hit the table and he saw the great shards of dark chocolate poking out the top.
The whole vibe of this place is spot on. Great quality and laid back with incredible service. For a second, I almost believed that I was back in the UK; until I looked out at the palm trees and pool outside. Best of both worlds for sure!