Review of Prospero – by Gustav L.
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What happened here? Is it the chef's cousin who jumped into the kitchen during Corona times? After reading reviews like the one in DI Weekend where food is hailed to the skies, my expectations were somewhat inflated. That they did not meet is an understatement - nothing throughout the evening can be summed up as good.
The venue is so boring that you might think it's a joke, the staff friendly but a little strange, and the menu (Corona-adapted) succeeds with the feat of not producing a single drop of water in the mouth. At many more innovative restaurants today it is not uncommon for the restaurants to top the menu so the latter was nothing that directly bothered me and my company very much. Instead, we thought it leaves plenty of room for exceeded expectations. Flat as a pancake, however, came right after right in, none really better than the other. It was tasteless, boring and not least uninspiring.
I have to assume that it is Corona who contributed to this weak performance, regardless, it was so weak that there will be much to that I find my way here again to give them another chance. At Stockholm's strong selection there is no room for experiences like the one Prospero invited me and my company to.