At brunch time on Saturdays and Sundays, Sam's Brasserie is full to bursting, but it was only half full when I visited on a Wednesday lunchtime. Harrison says the customers are a mix of local residents, business types and people who've come to Chiswick for its increasingly glamorous shopping opportunities - and the people I saw in there confirmed that. For the full 'new Notting Hill' effect, I daresay I'll have to come back on a Friday night.
My starter of Serrano ham was let down by its accompaniment of Belle de Fontenay potatoes - they were starchy rather than waxy - though my main course of garlic sausages and mash was a delight. 'It's just as well you're not reviewing this for The Jewish Chronicle,' said my companion, pointing out that ham followed by sausages just wasn't kosher.
He was a little more adventurous, opting for a starter of grey shrimps and crispy bacon, followed by rump of lamb with boulangère potatoes. He enjoyed his first course, but, like me, was a little disappointed by his potatoes.
Apart from the spuds, then, Sam's Brasserie is a winner. I left in a state of acute depression: I'd discovered yet another reason why Chiswick knocks Shepherd's Bush into a cocked hat.