Hawksmoor’s been keeping London meaty for years, and this was their first foray in moving the party out of the Big Smoke. Would their epic steaks and killer cocktails do as well Up North? Uh, turns out the answer is Hell Yeah.
They've taken over part of an old courthouse and stepping through those big wooden doors, you already know you're in for something good. The dark wood floors and panelling, the gentle light, even the fancy coat check gets us excited. The bar area - separate from the restaurant - has reclaimed tables, cosy leather-clad seating nooks, incredible Art-Deco-lights and some of the best barmen in town.
The cocktail menu is split into sections depending on the time of day, because it's never too early right? Hawksmoor, we like your style. If you're here to eat (and why the hell wouldn't you be?) then kick things off with a couple of Pre-Prandials. The Rise & Brine is their version of a Dirty Martini, made with olive brine cordial. Classy. Need a refreshing eye-opener aka an Anti-Fogmatic? Purists will be happy to hear the famous Shaky Pete's Ginger Brew is being served up in Manchester.
The restaurant is a beaut of a dining room; wood, leather, brass and a mega skylight. Of course, we went for steaks and Hawksmoor have got them nailed. BarChick's was so good, we wanted to cry tears of bone marrow gravy joy. If steak isn't your thing, then get a lobster, baby! Sweet tooth? It’s all about the ‘Ambassador’s Reception’ - basically a f*ck off huge Ferrero Rocher. We heart you, Hawksmoor.