Saffron
| 64 Wudaoying Hutong, Dongcheng |
5 tarieven
7.20/10.00 |
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+86 10 8404 4909 |
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Shihho Yu (09.04.2017 19:09)
Love the unique Chinese with Western mixed decor! Seafood paella was yum (server will ask the preference of rice cooked). Beef carpaccio was well balance in flavor and texture. Reservation recommended.
PS. restroom was fancy.
Love the unique Chinese with Western mixed decor! Seafood paella was yum (server will ask the preference of rice cooked). Beef carpaccio was well balance in flavor and texture. Reservation recommended.
PS. restroom was fancy.
Ma Yiwei (21.02.2017 08:26)
good
good
Kowshik Akanda Razi (15.11.2016 18:35)
nice
nice
Steven Huang (27.05.2016 16:43)
I try* to keep an open mind about western places in Beijing, though Saffron had me convinced of the following:
1. The owner saw a few videos on YouTube (prior to it being shuttered) about Spanish food and decided to open a restaurant.
2. The chef was told by the owner to watch a few YouTube videos (before it's shuttered) and "make it like that".
3. The chef did not have access to YouTube (because it was shuttered).
4. The owner missed the memo about chorizo being Spanish.
The place itself is situated in the lama temple area, deep inside a hutong where every second eatery is named after a one-word vegetable.
Upon entering the restaurant, we were greeted by two waiters who confirmed our reservation and seated us in a private room. The ambience was pleasant at first - large glass doors and warm tones in the dining room promptly shattered by two waiters walking in a mobius strip around the restaurant, peeking into the room on their patrol route, kinda like dining at Tiananmen.
Waiters had to radio HQ whenever queried about the food, in keeping with the Tiananmen vibe.
The facade came crashing down when the food finally came. It was clear that the place functions as somewhere the newly minted middle-class can take a quarry for some "exotic foreign food", with zero substance - a microcosm of the status quo.
And there it was; seafood chao fan, shanzhai paella, I had joked that it would be ironic if the paella at a place called saffron had no saffron; it backfired.
The rice itself was unevenly cooked - a half gluggy, half powdery, wholly unseasoned, vomit-inducing train-wreck, yet somehow still manages to be burnt at the bottom.
The seafood was a few pitiful frozen prawns, scallops and mussels, straight from the freezer into the oven; shrivelled to no bigger than my fingernail.
The fish dish was a dry, unseasoned mess fresh from the nearest frozen whole-sale flat-pack.
The Chinese-style fried chicken was rubbish (and not Spanish) and tasted of oil. You'd think that at well over ¥100 they'd give you the whole bird, but no. How much was chicken at the markets again?
The total bill came to well over ¥1k - a scam considering the quality. But then again, I was taking relatives out to something "different" as a token of thanks, falling right into their trap.
So in summary; no saffron, no chorizo, and an epiphany: "if they don't know what's real, how would they know what isn't?
* western food in BJ are generally rubbish.
I try* to keep an open mind about western places in Beijing, though Saffron had me convinced of the following:
1. The owner saw a few videos on YouTube (prior to it being shuttered) about Spanish food and decided to open a restaurant.
2. The chef was told by the owner to watch a few YouTube videos (before it's shuttered) and "make it like that".
3. The chef did not have access to YouTube (because it was shuttered).
4. The owner missed the memo about chorizo being Spanish.
The place itself is situated in the lama temple area, deep inside a hutong where every second eatery is named after a one-word vegetable.
Upon entering the restaurant, we were greeted by two waiters who confirmed our reservation and seated us in a private room. The ambience was pleasant at first - large glass doors and warm tones in the dining room promptly shattered by two waiters walking in a mobius strip around the restaurant, peeking into the room on their patrol route, kinda like dining at Tiananmen.
Waiters had to radio HQ whenever queried about the food, in keeping with the Tiananmen vibe.
The facade came crashing down when the food finally came. It was clear that the place functions as somewhere the newly minted middle-class can take a quarry for some "exotic foreign food", with zero substance - a microcosm of the status quo.
And there it was; seafood chao fan, shanzhai paella, I had joked that it would be ironic if the paella at a place called saffron had no saffron; it backfired.
The rice itself was unevenly cooked - a half gluggy, half powdery, wholly unseasoned, vomit-inducing train-wreck, yet somehow still manages to be burnt at the bottom.
The seafood was a few pitiful frozen prawns, scallops and mussels, straight from the freezer into the oven; shrivelled to no bigger than my fingernail.
The fish dish was a dry, unseasoned mess fresh from the nearest frozen whole-sale flat-pack.
The Chinese-style fried chicken was rubbish (and not Spanish) and tasted of oil. You'd think that at well over ¥100 they'd give you the whole bird, but no. How much was chicken at the markets again?
The total bill came to well over ¥1k - a scam considering the quality. But then again, I was taking relatives out to something "different" as a token of thanks, falling right into their trap.
So in summary; no saffron, no chorizo, and an epiphany: "if they don't know what's real, how would they know what isn't?
* western food in BJ are generally rubbish.
Oscar Ortega (07.05.2015 09:41)
Best choice for spanish and mediteranean food in Gulou area.
Best choice for spanish and mediteranean food in Gulou area.
