I have taken to leaving restaurants such as this by simply WhatsApping an image of a highwayman to denote paying the bill
First, let us tackle the name Saltie Girl, which, frankly, sounds less than delicious. Which parts of her are salty? Her armpits? Her toes? Her choice of language? The owners of Saltie Girl say the phrase is old Maine colloquial for mermaid, and have opened branches of this seafood-fixated restaurant in Boston, Los Angeles and, now, London. Over here, the name is just odd and slightly offputting, but then, when you’re selling lobster on waffle at £36 a throw, it’s not just the name that will be keeping casual passers-by at bay.
Saltie Girl has opened its London branch on North Audley Street in Mayfair, a stone’s throw from Selfridge’s in a locale that’s home to Apricity and Bibi, two restaurants I recommend everyone goes to if time, funds and occasion fit, both being outstanding examples of modern, innovative dining and fine service. Saltie Girl, on the other hand, is a highly expensive US import that sells shrimp cocktails, tinned fish and seafood towers, is backed by the people behind Roka and Zuma, and is aimed at their wealthy but not massively discerning audiences.
