As we're the only table consisting entirely of females, we feel compelled to swerve the salads and go straight for a chateaubriand for two, a massive slab of good meat on the de rigeur wooden board, blackly crusted outside and pink inside, with thick, unctuous Béarnaise and mellow green peppercorn sauces. Chips are too-moreish twiggy frites, and taste home-made.