Good Heavens — Restaurant in Tokyo

Restaurant Review: Good Heavens, Indeed—A Culinary Resurrection of British Comfort Food

Under the modest signage of Good Heavens, I discovered more than dinner—I found a kitchen that understands the sacred balance between nostalgia and refinement. My standards, shaped by Gordon Ramsay’s militant pursuit of perfection, leave no margin for error. Here, there were none.

Fish and Chips: A Seaside Classic, Reborn From the first bite, it was clear: this was not your average chippy supper. The fish arrived encased in a shimmering golden batter that shattered audibly under the fork. Inside, pristine flakes of cod glistened like pearls, tasting as though the sea itself had just released them. The chips were, frankly, art—fluffy, triple-cooked, with a crisped edge that whispered of hours in development. Accompanied by a smooth, briny tartare and mint-laced mushy peas, the plate sang with seaside soul and kitchen savvy.

Vegetable Lasagna: Comfort, Elevated There are vegetable lasagnas—and then there’s this. Layer after layer of charred aubergine, roasted zucchini, and peppers embraced by hand-rolled pasta sheets, all blanketed beneath a nutmeg-kissed béchamel. The rich tomato ragù didn’t just provide acidity; it told a story of slow-simmered care. Vegetarian food can be an afterthought in lesser hands—here, it was the centerpiece.

Beef Pie and Chips: A Revelation in Pastry The crown jewel of the evening came tucked beneath a burnished crust of golden pastry, so buttery it practically sighed on contact. Inside: tender morsels of slow-braised beef bathed in a velvety, rosemary-kissed gravy that demanded bread for every last drop. Paired again with those stellar chips—each one a masterclass in control—it was nothing short of pub-food perfection.

Service and Atmosphere Attentive but never overbearing, the staff delivered dishes with quiet pride, answering questions with real insight. The ambiance? All warmth and charm, with a touch of refined rusticity. A place that respects its roots, but isn’t afraid of polish.

Final Verdict Good Heavens doesn’t just serve British comfort food—it exalts it. These dishes aren’t trying to be clever; they’re trying to be right. And they are. Gordon Ramsay himself would tip his toque in...

With my better half and missing a good Sunday roast, went to this pub and have had one of the most bizarre experiences of my life. Got a table, someone came to the adjacent table that had a bottle and glasses of red wine on it, proceeded to give us a glass of wine, not his to give. After a while we put the glass of wine onto the now cleared table. Someone came over, asked if it was our wine and took it, put it on her table to drink. This lady turned out to be the lead singer of rumours, the band playing that day. When starting to perform, stated they were drunk. After my ears bled for three murderous songs I could take no more. Elton john in 100 years will still do a better live performance, Hanibal Lecter could not have murdered the songs so brutally. It needs to be said, you cannot sing, until today I thought I was the worst singer in the world...what a relief. People were videoing this evet, please check YouTube and share my pain. If this was a British pub in Britain, they would have been paid off. They certainly would not have got to the last line of the first song. Finally, the Sunday roast was okay, yorkshires were stodgy, less mix in a hotter tin...

I visited with a friend for comedy night. We both ordered Fish and Chips. The fish was soggy and very greasy. When I made a complaint to the server about the quality of the food, the owner eventually intervened and began arguing with me. I didn't understand why he was so angry. After exchanging verbal assaults, the owner eventually called me an "idiot". I was shocked. I didn't know what to say. I was told to leave and to never return. I DO...