An employee at Goodman told me that they were extremely grateful for all the excellent reviews and raves from the press and customers alike. But they can also be counter-productive as some first time diners might find their expectations exceed beyond the pale as far as their steak dinners are concerned. Well if this review is anything to go by, then it can only be in total praise of Goodman. Some readers will undoubtedly hold on dear to their favourite steak haunts like Hawksmoor or the Gaucho chain, but Goodman is the one for me; it had such an effect on me that I brought my teenager here for her very first piece of steak.
As I was intending to go to Goodman for the first time, I needed a dining companion who was well informed on all manners relating to the consumption of a good piece of steak. If Helen at World Foodie Guide is the Queen of Dim Sum, then who better to hook up with at Goodman than the Prince of Steaks aka Chris from Cheese and Biscuits. His review of our evening can be read here. As soon as I walked in, David Strauss the restaurant manager greeted me. David is well versed in managing restaurants like this one, he was in charge of one of the famous Morton’s branches across the pond for nine years. This charming man noticed my rather large camera (an attention seeking accessory to some but I can assure you that it certainly wasn’t deliberate on my behalf) and inquired if I’d been sent here by Simon. Simon? Oh Simon Majumdar from Dos Hermanos; godlike and the King of Steaks. No, I told David, I don’t know and I’ve never met Mr Majumdar but the camera was intended for paparazzing steak porn. Like Hawksmoor, Goodman offers a variety of cuts from different breeds and thankfully David was happy to oblige with my request for a platter of assorted cows to feed the two of us.
Personally when going to a steakhouse for dinner, starters are a waste of time. There’s only so much meat that one can eat. The following made an appearance:
UK grass-fed- sirloin
Irish Black Angus, 120 days grain-fed- rib-eye
USDA beef, 120 days grain-fed- New York Strip (sirloin by any other name)
All of the above were cooked to medium rare. No prizes for guessing which came out best. The Brit grass-fed was good as steaks go, but it simply dwindled when compared to the Irish Black Angus (sourced from the butchers’ butcher Jack O’Shea). The latter surpassed my other experiences at Hawksmoor, Buen Ayre and Popeseye. If you haven’t had the USDA Prime yet, then this could well be the best tasting steak in the capital with an ethically acceptable carbon footprint. Although I’ve yet to savour pure Kobe beef (forget about the much hyped Wagyu which I find overpriced and lacking in flavour), the Yankee contribution is the best I’ve ever eaten. Rich and concentrated in flavour, tender and buttery, and the most defining moment when it comes to the term melting.
The best ham comes from Spain, as is the chicken from France, crabs from Sri Lanka, grouse from Scotland and now I strongly believe, and have been justified that the best steaks hail from the States (hear someone shouting Argentina, yes it’s excellent but it ain’t USDA Prime).
The accompaniments of the creamed spinach and hand cut chips were perfunctory in the company of the illustrious meat platter.
After the steakout we were treated to, much to my schoolboy glee, a tour of the kitchen.
Costly Josper charcoal grills that are made in Spain.
I ended my meal with a caramelized Braeburn apple tart and cinnamon ice cream.
It was more than passable and I don’t think I need to remind you that we come here for the raison d’être and that doesn’t mean the pudding.
There are two chaps I would like to extend my gratitude to for a wonderful and enlightening evening. David, a first-class host and Chris, a terrific companion; thank you gents.
Came back here for lunch with my daughter. The teenager has never been enamoured by any red meat and since I told her about Goodman she exclaimed she was ready for first ever steak. Like myself, she was impressed with the dining room and ambience, like most typical steakhouses there’s a gentleman’s club feel about it but with the chauvinism removed. Unlike The Palm one doesn’t have to dine under incandescent lighting during lunch, an ample amount of natural daylight helps with the mood. Just to confirm that London isn’t that huge after all, that bloke on the left with the red T-shirt is Kang from Londoneater (Yo! Kang!). The service this time was courtesy of one of the most enchanting waitresses I’ve encountered for a long time. If you’re lucky enough, Sarah is her name.
Here she is with the different cuts and breeds of beef. You can watch her excellent presentation I videoed here.
As tried and tested by her Dad and seconded by Sarah as her favourite cut, my daughter adjudged her New York strip to be a triumph. If a kid’s going to try something for the first time, then give them the best; it’s my prerogative, I’m her Dad. This time around I’m able to pay more attention to the sauces that were presented with the steak. All four of the béarnaise, pepper, mushroom and reduced red wine jus with Stilton were very good, but the latter stood out. The chips were laudable and the spinach we finished with relish.
The next choice of burger from the non-steak mains that also included lamb chops, chicken and salmon had to done for the most obvious reasons that only foodies can ascertain to. Now the Goodman burger comes adorned with lettuce, pickle, tomato, onion, Foodstories kinda bun (brioche) and of course chips. Extra toppings available are sautéed mushrooms, cheddar, bacon fried egg and more fried onions. Oh, all the toppings are included in the price (£12) and there are no restrictions imposed on one’s hoggishness. Has to be one of the best-loaded burgers in town that’s wallet friendly.
Before I could utter a word, daughter said the burger was better than Haché’s, I agreed. Carlsberg don’t do burgers, but if they did then they would be deeply unhinged because this amazing joy to behold can be found in Maddox Street instead. It’s sweet to see an establishment like Goodman taking their lesser dishes as seriously as their steaks. Not that I’m into nagging, but give the cow a bit of dignity, order the burger medium to appreciate it to its max.
Goodman comes highly recommended. It’s certainly one of the best finds of the year for me. The service, the food and the passion were good enough to convince me that it’s not that expensive but surpassingly good value for money. Goodman, cheers and I shall be back.
A separate praise of the Goodman Burger here.
26 Maddox Street
London W1S 1HQ