IGNIS — everything meets the fire

— THE ONLY RULE

There is no stove. There is no oven. There is a hearth, and there is you, and between you seven metres of flame doing all the cooking there will ever be.

1hearth, oak & vine

540°celsius at the bar

0gas lines in the building

IXcourses, all touched by flame

— FROM THE COALS / TONIGHT

Nine things,
each a little on fire

The board changes with what the flame gets first. Full hearth menu — 145 · flight of smoke & wine 95

Charred whole leeks pulled from the embers, dressed in ash vinaigrette

Ember Leeks

Buried whole in the coals until black, peeled to silk, ash-and-hazelnut vinaigrette.

Whole turbot grilled over open flame, glossy and charred

Turbot on the Bone

Grilled whole in an iron cage, basted in its own fat, burnt-lemon and caper butter.

Aged beef rib cooked over live fire with a charred crust

The 55-Day Rib

Dry-aged over the vine embers, rested in the warm mouth of the hearth, smoked bone marrow.

Blistered Bread & Dripping

Sourdough charred on the bars, the week's rendered fat, smoked salt.

Grilled Gem & Anchovy

Little gems seared cut-side down, warm anchovy cream, charred chilli.

Fire & Ice Cream

Smoked-cream ice cream, torched at the table, burnt-honey brittle. Yes, the ice meets the fire.

— THE HEARTH

Twelve stools,
one open flame

“I don't have a thermostat. I have my hand, the sound the fat makes, and forty years of being wrong until I wasn't.”
Tomás VeraFire cook — one hearth, no second location

How it runs

One seating at the bar, 19:30. You watch every plate leave the flame. There is no back kitchen to hide in.

The wood

Holm oak for heat, old vine for perfume, a little apple when the desserts come. Never charcoal from a bag.

Come hungry

Nine courses, two hours, and a smell of woodsmoke in your coat that lasts until Tuesday. Worth it.

— RESERVATIONS / TWELVE STOOLS NIGHTLY

Pull up a stool
to the fire

IGNIS · Warehouse 4, the old foundry district · Wed–Sun, one seating · fuego@ignis.fire