Despite living in the area for over a decade, I'd always held off visiting the Salt Room, in case it turned out to be a culinary disappointment, sustained only by its established name, a prime seafront location and Brighton's hearty tourist trade. There's no shortage of eating options in these parts (many of which launch with great aplomb but quietly close a few years later) and on the rare occasion that we venture out for dinner it's easy to be seduced by the newest offering.
Well, I now feel like I owe the Salt Room a considerable apology. A chance lunchtime booking to celebrate our Wedding Anniversary in October saw us wading enthusiastically through their signature seafood platter, lobster, aoli and french fries with seaweed seasoning, before rounding off with an array of picture-perfect desserts. And by Valentine's weekend we'd returned, this time convincing ourselves that we would add some starters as well, because my husband's gluten-allergy would probably limit the dessert choices (spoiler alert: it didn't and we had some of those to boot).
The food was, without exception, perfect - wonderfully fresh, beautifully cooked, and seamlessly modified to avoid either allergic reaction or the misery of one half of the party having nothing fun to eat. The service was flawlessly balanced - welcoming, informative, but devoid of snoot; our waiter reassuringly deemed our frankly gluttonous order as 'a very good amount of food...for hungry people'. The restaurant on both occasions was busy, but the spacing of the tables allowed me to concentrate on my husband's conversation and not everyone else's merriment, and pace-wise we felt neither neglected nor rushed.
Unlike most of these reviews, I have no photos to add, and that is testament to my energy and fingers being enthusiastically occupied with eating, rather than snapping, scrolling and texting. I don't think we remembered to take the standard 'look we're out on a date' photo until our table was composed largely of empty glasses and dessert plates, and the few snaps along the way showed me gaily waving oyster shells, prawns and mini puddings around with probably more excitement than manners.
Walking back, our conversation turned to 'was there anything we'd do differently next time?' and the only thought we could scrape up was 'perhaps we would have something new instead of the lobster, which was lovely, but we've had it twice in a row now'. An answer which both makes us sound a preposterously Marie-Antoinette level of spoiled, and is testament to our hopes for another booking in the near future. A massive thank you to Franck and the team for making our dining experience so special.