Er...I didn't start this thread to defend nouvelle cuisine.
By refering to dolly sized portions, and eating gold leafed flowers, I would have hoped that that might have been clear.
Whoosh.
I just wondered if anyone remembered the name of the place.
The eighties were the decade that taste forgot.
Hell, the majority of you must have bought into the whole flashy excess dream, because you returned a Conservative M.P. in that tasteless decade.
Someone will remember, and I'll be grateful.