I
Saumon en Ballotine, Caviar d’Osciètre
French
Cured salmon, crème fraîche, citrus, and a discreet amount of caviar. The flowers on the plate are also, technically, food.
House of Forks does not advertise. It does not list a phone number. It does not appear on maps in any way that would be useful to someone who needs directions. What it offers instead is a single nightly seating, a kitchen that answers to no trend, and a room that has been described — by the few permitted to describe it — as exactly as quiet as it needs to be.
II
Risotto ai Gamberi Rossi di Sicilia
Italian
Red Sicilian shrimp, saffron bisque, a risotto stirred by someone who has stirred nothing else for eleven years.
III
Loup de Mer, Beurre Blanc à l’Estragon
French
Pan-seared sea bass, mussels, tarragon beurre blanc. Sauced tableside, briefly, and without comment.
IV
Polędwica Wołowa, Buraczki, Chrzan
Polish
Roasted beef tenderloin, pickled beetroot, horseradish emulsion, pearl onion. Your grandmother’s recipe, reconsidered by someone with a blowtorch.
V
Assiette de Fruits Rouges, Sorbet aux Agrumes
French · Dessert
Seasonal berries, citrus sorbet, almond crumble, edible flowers. There is no cake. There was never going to be cake.
Reservations
Find Us
We do not publish an address. You already know where we are.
Reservations required. One seating nightly — full, every night. Attire is not specified, but it will be noticed.