Mr and Mrs Twit, Roald Dahl’s most despicable duo were inviting guests to join them in a gruesome and immersive dining experience in London this year. And there was no way this Pixie was going to pass on an invitation to the worst dinner party in the world to celebrate the renewing of their vows.
Like most kids, I was a real Roald Dahl fan and read every single book cover to cover about ten times. The child who secretly read her books under the duvet with a torch, when she should have been fast asleep. I’d always dream about meeting the characters, which was another reason I couldn’t miss out on this opportunity.
The evening of chaos takes place in The Vaults underneath Waterloo Station. At £80 a ticket this isn’t your cheapest night out but guarantees fun and gloriously grotesque shenanigans.
Once through the doors you’re welcomed into the cocktail bar. In exchange for a packet of worms the barman hands over a ‘Hug Tite’. A glass of Prosecco, a tube of peach or cherry purée and a stick of liquorice root. Apparently liquorice enhances the flavour of Prosecco. Shame I’m not a fan of the aniseed flavour. I lobbed the stick and guzzled my cocktail.
From the bar your ushered to Mr Twits ghastly garden.
Their monkey servants served hideous canapés and cocktails. I’m talking chicken hearts, burnt sausages and pigeon popcorn.
There are snacks dotted around the room too if you fancy caramelised nuts from the bird feeders and worm spaghetti, which was pulsating in a box to make them look alive. And yes, it looked as hideous as it sounds.
I stuck to the sting and tonic apéritif, made up of gin, nettle cordial, tonic and garnished with nettles and thistles. It went down a treat.
Once introduced to Mr and Mrs Twit your lead into a long stone hall filled with banquet tables and seated at allocated tables – We were Pickled Egg!
The Twits mounted a tiny stage and continued their theatrical performance whilst we supped on the large carafes of wine.
The meal consists of Mr Twits bird pie, a turkey and pheasant pie garnished with the claws of a thousand fowl. Six-legged ‘slaw, rainbow slaw with lurking insect surprises and muddied spuds with edible soil. The parsley liquor was a sight too with its luminous colour and constant bubbling.
Seriously glad I was consuming the veggie alternative which contained a vegetable ratatouille. It was stomach churning enough just looking at the disgusting claw, never mind eating around it.
The meal finale was in the form of a terrible trifle. It may not look revolting, but we all know looks can be deceiving. The lemon posset top was delicious, but the further you delved into the sponge fingers and caffeinated lime cordial jelly the more bitter it became. Not for me.
Honestly, food wise it’s not going to be the best food you ever eat, but it certainly adds to the drama unravelling around you.
After the theatrical dinner you’re invited to the Muggle-Wumps’ Downside Up Cocktail Cavern in The Vaults for more bizarre cocktail concoctions. The Cocktail Cavern is open to members of the public, so if you’re not brave enough for the disgusting meal with the horrid hosts and hefty price tag this is the place for you.
Now the most important question. Is it worth it? I think you’ll be hard pressed to find somewhere in London that gives you three courses with alcohol included and a theatre performance for £80. It’s certainly a unique night out and one that will keep the conversation going for days to come.
This particular run ends on the 30th October, but fear not Les Enfants Terribles runs a different production every year. Last year it was the immersive hit show Alice’s Adventures Underground. I can’t wait to see what they have up their sleeve for next year.
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