St Pancras station isn’t where I’m accustomed to finding luxury.
I’m normally rushing through the station luggage in hand to catch a train up north.
Once I’m on the train I’m usually fighting for a seat and if I’m lucky I’ll be tucking into a rather sad-looking Tesco meal deal.
But last weekend I broke this routine by going to St Pancras for a slice of the high life rather than a stressful train journey.
I was visiting Searcys for their Sunday brunch feast complete with a live jazz band.
Their brasserie sits on the top floor of the station right next to Searcys’ champagne bar on the station concourse, where you can sit yards from Eurostar trains setting off across the continent.
The restaurant itself is just as glamourous as the champagne bar, think art deco with plenty of gold.
We felt like we’d be transported back to the 1920s, especially with some calming jazz and blues in the background.
As soon as we entered we realised we were going to be treated like royalty for the next 90 minutes.
The service at Searcys was like nothing I’d ever experienced before, slick and suave with an incredible attention to detail.
The brunch prices in at £60 per person, or £110 if you want to enjoy free-flowing champagne alongside your meal.
At that price expect a high level of service – but nonetheless I was blown away by how attentive the staff were.
My champagne flute was topped up before I even got close to the bottom of it (dangerous but brilliant) by staff who did everything they could to make the experience magnificent.
The food itself operated on a help-yourself basis from the most incredible spread you’ve ever seen.
Highlights included tomato carpaccio burrata, roasted harissa aubergine with spiced quinoa and of course oysters.
After helping myself those alongside some cold meats and cheeses I was ready to move on to the star of the show – the roast.
If you like your roast beef to be pink then you’ve got to try it – cooked to perfection.
The meat was accompanied by massive Yorkshire puddings, potatoes, veg and a beautifully rich gravy.
It goes without saying that we left the restaurant feeling a bit heavier than when we went in – but with your train home just metres away it wasn’t much of a problem.
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