A short flight of stairs below Duddell Street, in the basement of Baskerville House, the dining room sits beneath a ceiling of sculpted white waves. Mirrored panels double the rows of filament bulbs, a marble counter runs the width of the room, and blush velvet chairs gather around white cloth. It is a room made for long lunches and slower evenings, a few steps from the middle of Central.沿都爹利街旁的樓梯而下,在 Baskerville House 的地庫,餐室安坐於一片雕塑般的白色波浪天花之下。鏡面牆板映照著成排的燈泡,雲石吧檯橫貫全室,胭脂色絲絨座椅圍著白色餐布。這是一個為悠長午餐與緩慢夜晚而設的空間,距中環核心只有幾步之遙。
The kitchen speaks Japanese and European in the same breath. Handmade fettuccine carries carabineros prawn, barramundi meets lemongrass, and A4 wagyu sirloin arrives under a sukiyaki espuma. Plates come to the table composed like still lifes, on ceramics chosen as carefully as the ingredients they hold.廚房以同一口氣訴說日本與歐洲。手工寬麵伴著緋紅蝦,盲曹魚遇上香茅,A4 和牛西冷在壽喜燒泡沫之下上桌。每一道菜都如靜物畫般構圖,盛載的瓷器與食材同樣經過精心挑選。