Nobody Left on Time. Obviously

Nobody Left on Time. Obviously

Standing tasting · 50s & 60s · 25 guests · Marylebone

Twenty-five guests gathered in Marylebone on a cold February evening, drawn by the promise of good wine and good company. A welcome glass of prosecco set things in motion, and the room quickly found its rhythm.

This was a standing tasting, relaxed, and all the better for it. The space was small enough that wherever you turned, there was someone new to talk to, conversations started easily and often ran longer than planned.

Guiding the evening was Raymond, whose easy manner and encyclopaedic knowledge kept things informative without ever feeling heavy-handed. Three wines, each paired with a canapé designed to hold its own.

Smoked salmon tartare with mascarpone alongside Alberino. Prawn tempura with Gavi. And finally, truffle arancini with herb mayonnaise paired with a Châteauneuf-du-Pape.

What lingered was the ease of it, a group from across London and the home counties, settling quickly into conversation.

No one was in a hurry to leave. Tables were found, bottles ordered, and the evening softened into smaller groups and shared plates.

Exactly as it should be.