Pumpkin tortellini (him) and Mackerel mousse (me) for starters
Rump steak (him) and Rump of lamb (me) for main course
Vanilla and honeycomb ice-cream shared as dessert
We washed it all down with a bottle of Louis Latour Pinot Noir, some Muscat dessert wine and an espresso martini to send us on our way.
There's no getting away from it - Ronnie Scott's is expensive and the food doesn't quite deliver. That said, you're not really getting the full experience without dining. There's something sumptuous about settling in at your table in the romantically-lit room, and hunkering down with food, drink and music for a few hours, unaware of time slipping away and the busy wynds of Soho carrying on regardless outside.
Evocative and fun, but not culinary gold.