Fit For A Feast
A cursory glance at new gastropub Little Beast, with its nondescript black exterior and simple French bulldog mascot, affords hardly any indication of the gastronomic extravagance that lies within.
Don’t be fooled; the unassuming facade belies the sleek, 1920s New York-inspired decor inside, not to mention the buzz surrounding chef Nan Bunyasaranand (of the renowned Culinary Institute of America), and hence reservations are rather tough to come by, particularly given the droves of fashionable foodies that have descended since its July opening.
The look is industrial chic meets boudoir, with wooden tables, hanging low-lit lanterns and vintage burgundy couches surrounding a dark-wood bar bearing enough spirits, wines and cocktails (like the Femme Fatale with vodka, pear and apple wine foam) to satisfy even the most discerning of drinkers.
As for the cuisine, the heavenly aromas drifting down from the mezzanine-level, glass-enclosed kitchen reveal a fusion of French-American fare, along with gourmet tapas-style flavours and a hint of nose-to-tail philosophy.
Try the foie gras and sweet onion-filled pastries or seared duck breast with vanilla-infused apple to start, then follow with mains like pork belly with sweet corn polenta or 15-hour lamb shoulder with ginger-carrot coulis. Finish with diet-ruining peanut butter ice cream sandwiches or sweet banana heaven, aka banoffee, brulee and caramel crisps. Ah, the beauty of the Beast!