More Manhattan than Cape Cod, dinner at the Yacht is more an excuse to be adventurous than to try out a pair of deck shoes. For validation, a few boats bob in the harbour outside, and you might be able to see them if seated at the bar, which rests at the base of a tower of glowing vodka bottles.
From our lofty booth, my dining companion and I were joined by Charlie Chaplin, who appeared in a silent film flickering on an enormous screen to our left. Under the glow of a fibre optic chandelier (a new competitor in the battle for the title of ‘most creative lighting fixture’ raging in Abu Dhabi’s trendy restaurants), I perused the menu of Euro-Asian fusion, choosing a salad of mixed greens with salmon gravlax. Cured with salt, sugar and dill, the marbled filets were gentler on the palette than smoked salmon, but more complex than a simple carpaccio. To the side were two delectable pieces of roulade, thin pastry rolled around herby cream cheese and salmon crowned with a drop of pesto.