As I start to watch a movie – becoming embarrassingly emotional over Brit flick Fisherman’s Friend – the noise-cancelling headphones are so effective, I miss the first half of everything Ailsa says to me…
“At least they’re doing their job,” she chuckles, while setting the table with a cotton table cloth and full-sized Williams Studio cutlery. Dishes are served on William Edwards Fine Bone China, which can also be found at some of the world’s most discerning restaurants and hotels, including Claridge’s and The Connaught.
When it comes to the extensive menu, everything sounds delicious. To start, I opt for smoked breast of duck, over the other choices of salmon mousse, cheddar and mushroom quiche, parsnip soup or seasonal salad. For main, I’m torn between the grilled tenderloin of Australian beef and the Za’atar spiced seabass, with roast chicken and conchiglie pasta also available. I’m more than happy with my choice of seabass, served with Anna potatoes, buttered broccoli and sautéed red cabbage.
Not long into the flight, after several return visits, I realise that Ailsa reminds me of a far more sophisticated version of the housekeeper from Father Ted. And not simply based on her dulcet tones. Having switched to white wine during dinner, she reappears often, repeatedly plying me with more despite my glass still being pretty full. While she doesn’t actually use the phrase “ah, go on, go on, go on”, her intention is very much the same!
After some vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce, almond shards, and strawberry compote, I ask for a hot whiskey to help me sleep. “And some honey with it,” Ailsa cleverly advises.