I was a little surprised by Grace Dent's recent drubbing of Forman's in the Evening Standard - but then I thought, well, it is a bit spendy, could do with a few more customers, completely out of the way, and the service could do with being taken up a notch or two, but the food is great (the eel is delicious as she says), the concept is pretty unique (it's in a smokerie) and the view of the Olympic stadium is completely unrivalled.But this is a blog about chairs and the guys at Forman's do a good chair.
They're clearly influenced by Eames and/or Harry Bertoia, who both knew a thing or two about wire chairs, and en masse they contribute well to the airiness of the double height dining space.
Bet my Aunty Christine like these...
