Malfy Gin at Hush Mayfair: Not quite the Amalfi Coast, but a wonderful meal nonetheless

Once you’ve made it through the gaggle of influencers, Malfy Gin’s pop-up at Hush Mayfair delivers on flavour, even if it misses the mark on authenticity, writes Hannah Twiggs

The faux beach-club courtyard is an Instagrammer’s dream selfie location (Malfy Gin/Hush Mayfair)

Most of us have spent at least one long lockdown afternoon in the past 15 months daydreaming of summer holidays lost, longing for a cruise down the Amalfi Coast, and a feast of just-caught seafood, freshly made pasta and palate-cleansing limoncello.

Those dreams are sadly still on hold, so an invitation to a pop-up by premium Italian gin Malfy at Hush Mayfair promising a taste of la dolce vita got me thinking: who needs a holiday anyway? Well, I do, but an Instagrammable, lemon tree-draped courtyard, a bevy of citrus-infused gin cocktails and a menu straight from my favourite Italian region will have to do for now.

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Part of the Mayfair spot’s “Italian grand tour”, which is continuing throughout summer (next stop Padua), the pop-up draws inspiration from Amalfi’s dramatic coastline, a theme that starts before you’ve even made it to your table. Hidden among the warren of winding avenues you’ll find a hydrangea-adorned swing seat, Italian market-style windows and a flower-entwined arch. It’s the kind of influencer-bait that’s to be expected in this part of the city, but a nice touch that goes far in setting the scene of a chic beach club.

Make it through the gaggle of selfie-takers and the romantic setting, soulful music and chatter from fellow diners might just help you forget where you are.

Burrata with grilled peaches and fig leaf oil; steamed stonebass, pickled ginger and dashi broth (Hannah Twiggs)

With that in mind, we started with one of the Malfy cocktails at the top of the menu: a frosé Italiano, served slushy style with Aperol and Malfy Rosa plus hints of hibiscus, strawberry, lemon and grapefruit; and a Hugo Spritz, reminiscent of a mojito but with Malfy Con Limone, peach liqueur and elderflower. I often struggle to find a cocktail that isn’t too sweet, too strong or not enough of either, but these were refreshingly light, fragrant and with just enough of a kick.

The Italian theme seems to extend to the service, which was so laidback some Londoners might consider it slow, but as we happened to visit on what appears to have been the only sunny day of the year, we were quite happy to take our time with drinks. All that was missing from this Talented Mr Ripley daydream was Jude Law in Italian knitwear.

The on-trend burrata with grilled peaches and aged balsamic was elevated by fig leaf oil, which gave it a strangely delightful grassy flavour. For the mains, at the wait staff’s recommendation, I opted for the steamed stonebass, braised daikon, pickled ginger and dashi broth. For me, the surprise highlight of the dish was the ginger: a big, almost translucent hunk of it that took on a new, sweet flavour. To finish, my dining partner and I shared the lavender creme brulee, a marriage of flavours that I always think of as an olfactory oxymoron (it tastes how it smells), and the rhubarb and custard doughnuts, which elicited a round of applause from my companion. Warm from the oven, they were fluffy on the inside, coated in a sour-sweet rhubarb crumb (think Tangfastics) and happily not over-filled with cream. Let’s just say I came for the Amalfi cuisine, and I stayed for those goddamn doughnuts.

Come for the Amalfi cuisine, stay for these sensational desserts and cocktails (Hannah Twiggs)

I was hoping the “A mare” (“To the sea!”) menu might feel, well, more Italian, but the Amalfi Coast theme is more of an aesthetic cue; the region’s flavours are barely felt past the addition of its famous lemons to a couple of the dishes. Among the traditional Italian fare to choose from was the aforementioned burrata (from La Latteria, a local producer that makes cheese “the southern Italian way” using British produce), caponata and vitello tonnato with Piedmontese veal. But the inclusion of tiramisu in the dessert section almost feels, and I don’t use this term lightly, basic.

While there’s clearly a focus on sourcing quality, local ingredients, this is a menu with an identity crisis. You’ll find Cornish crab, English asparagus, Hereford rib-eye, Loch Duart salmon and Jersey royals among an Iberico charcuterie; a Thai chicken salad; Chinese stonebass; Middle Eastern freekeh salad; Venetian curry risotto; creme brulee and Catalan cream. This is not necessarily intended as a complaint – there’s not a single thing on the menu I wouldn’t devour – but you can’t help feeling more could have been done here.

For around £70-80 a head for a three-course meal and two drinks, you can’t go wrong if you’re looking for a mid-range, well-delivered feast in a pretty location. It would suit a mid-decade anniversary dinner, or a classy night out with friends. The cocktails (and the desserts) are undeniably the stars of the show, and some of the best I’ve had in this price range. However, if you can’t be deterred from your mission to enjoy all things authentic Amalfi, you might be better off waiting for Italy to make the green list.

Hush Presents: ‘A Mare’ with Malfy Gin runs until 4 July. Book here