Caviar House & Prunier Seafood Bar

Was looking forward to my Smoked Salmon and Scrambled Eggs Feb 6th 2013. Arrived at 06:30 to find Seafood Bar closed. Very disappointed-and not the only ones! Waited for an hour, but still not open. Eventually gave up and went to the Bridge Bar opposite-they also do Smoked Salmon, Scrambled Eggs and Sour Dough Toast for under £8- Bucks Fizz was £7, and it was lovely. Buck up your ideas Prunier, you lost 2 customers who have been and eaten at both your bars at Harrods and Heathrow-I won't be pinning my hopes on you again!

Well you have to go through security – but what you need to hang on to is the thought of the smoked salmon and champagne waiting for you the other side. Makes the whole thing bearable.

I only travel about once or twice a year so it’s a real treat to look forward to.

and the staff are lovely too!

Seafood Bar Caviar House & Prunier (North & South Terminals, Gatwick Airport)
OK so call me a snob and for all that it is outrageously expensive it is The Place to Eat airside, in fact anywhere in Gatwick and for several miles around; period! As a frequent flyer, hand baggage only, I escape the interminable queues of Check-In but that still leaves the dehumanizing gauntlet of SECURITY! Stripped of hat, coat, jacket, belt and shoes the romance of air travel is truly long since dead, BUT once through to the Other Side and dressed once more (seriously though I expect we will soon be reduced to travelling in hospital gowns!) the Seafood Bar offers an island of tranquility and civilization and the prefect place to recover before, The Rush for the Gate! The food is simple, fresh, light, elegant and easy eating. Tonight I am on a late flight to Glasgow and half a dozen oysters with a squeeze of lemon and a dash of Tabasco sauce accompanied by a half (this doing things by halves has got to stop!) bottle of Albarino, a white wine from Galicia (though originally the white grapes presumably came from the Rhine valley (alba Rino)) and a refreshing somewhat more gutsy change from the more usual Sauvignon Blancs make the wait for my flight to be called no longer something that has to be endured but rather, something to savor. And of course half the fun of being here are the people – the dream women on her way by Easy Jet to Geneva where, disappointingly, she will join her husband for a week in their mountain cottage but in order to make the flight tolerable she buys a take-away of Kamchatka crab at a cool £39, The two Middle Eastern business men who rushed to the bar, ordered a bottle of champagne (also £39 – remarkably cheap for the Seafood Bar!) and caviar (£186 – not so cheap) and you know what they say about pandas, well it was not quite the same, more a case of scoffs, gulps and goes all in the space of 10 minutes. I get my camera out to take a picture of the trio opposite (it turns out that they are en-route to Thailand but first the man next to me says “that’s a big one” and of course he gets his out, a nice little, light, underwater job (everything that mine isn’t!) and just the thing for a diving trip of an island of Kuala Lumpur. Oysters now finished, wine bottle drained, conversations still going but Time to Fly. So until the next time!