Hello, big boy
This old french Friend has been away, but now he's all grown up.
Joseph Bradaric the owner, has gone to great lengths to make sure the spirit of the original has been translated to the new place. Thus, the deep red theme has continued and, in the basement level especially, so have the dungeon-like arches.
A nice touch has been the addition of barred openings in the walls under the stairs, looking up onto Kent Street also providing reminders of the Bastille prison in Paris. Bars like these would have held many an aristocrat before their appointment with the Lady Guillotine.
The beef fillet was to my mind the piece de resistance of the night. How they get a lump of dead cow this thick so perfectly cooked on the outside and yet so pink and juicy on the inside is beyond me. When I try this at home I get charcoal.
La Guillotine has, indeed grown up - the new location is brash and sexy (love the balconies opening onto the street) and the food more mature, but done in a way that you can still see the boy in the man.