Outlook The Coq d'Argent on Poultry in the City was a fine place for a good few years.
Traders at the er, feisty, end of the market used to like it particularly.
"Meet me at the Money Chicken at one o'clock, son," they'd say. "I might have something for you."
The view over London from the terrace was grand, everyone was cash-rich and optimistic. The waitresses flirted and the chef did a decent steak.
Lately, it feels grotty and overpriced. The drinks taste stingey. The mood is bad.
Since there's no shortage of good places to eat in the Square Mile, this hardly counts as a tragedy.
Still seems like a pity though. Send for a restaurant trouble shooter (no, not that one).