This is by far the WORST restaurant i've ever eaten at.. i am a regular diner in manchester and have been to several michelin star restaurants in London and I have to say this place doesn't even deserve to be open!
a mish mash of stupid ingredients and tiny portions.. uncooked peas and scallops.
i asked for medium cooked lamb for main and was given lamb that was nearly raw! again raw peas and 2 tiny bits of lamb with a lot of fat stuck to it..
my boyfriends meal was pretty much the same but fillet of beef.
dying to get the hell out of there but had to have desert as it was all included in the £50 per head price tag.. desert "vanilla cheesecake with mushrooms" okayyy... tried it and got a bowl of orange froth and runny cheese with bits of mushroom... EURGH...VILE...
I have never been so shocked with a restaurant in my life.. bizzare... and not in a nice way..
please save your money, time and appetite for somewhere else!

I’m still shocked and angry about my first dining “experience” at Juniper, which I mistakenly arranged to visit two days ago with my step father, mother and pregnant wife. On arrival, the plates all had a plastic spoons on- to get at the bottom of the following amusé course- served in plastic tumblers, as used for hospital pills or methodone! The later amusé were also served like this.

My starter was nice enough- a warm soup with hints of apple and cinnamon, all whisked into a trendy froth. Fair enough- except the chef had clearly found a trick and used it to death. My main course also had froth, and my dessert had froth. As did every course that everyone else had round the table.

Froth aside, every course seemed to have simply involved a purée of disparate flavours, with the main ingredient tossed in for good measure. In the case of the main courses; this was a minuscule portion of meat. There were no vegetables to speak of (they were all part of the sauce) and the only real texture in any of the courses was provided by seeds or nuts. This was borne out by the fact that the mains were sloppily dumped into bowls, rather than presented on plates.

The restaurant was very hot, and as mentioned in other reviews, no music had a detrimental effect on the atmosphere. The service was beyond shocking.

My wife, who is six months pregnant, was made to feel like she was being awkward asking about whether things were pasteurised or made with raw egg. When we spelled out it was because she was pregnant, the waitress said, “well I assumed that” before backtracking on her rudeness. To add to an already shocking experience, we asked if a fresh fruit salad could be prepared, as none of the desserts were suitable for my wife. The reply was that the kitchen had no fresh fruit! For a start off, what about the banana with the lamb, or the apple used in the soup, or the raspberry used with the rice pudding? Are they all frozen then? They couldn’t be bothered! Eventually they provided some slices of tarts begrudgingly.

The lowlight of the evening was before this, when my wife’s main arrived. The chicken was RAW! My wife mentioned that she thought the chicken was raw to the waitress, who suggested, “are you sure you don’t want to try it?”. Oh yes please! We came here to spend a fortune on crap, but if you could poison my pregnant wife into the bargain it would be a bonus.

Plastic spoons on plates. Amusés in Night nurse lids. Apparently no fresh fruit in the kitchen. Starters being served in the same glasses as puddings. Raw chicken. And froth on every sloppy course.

This restaurant sets a new standard in being dreadful- and dreadfully overpriced- which on the upside, certainly raises the profiles of so many other good restaurants in South Manchester and beyond. As for Juniper’s Michelin star; it’s embarrassing- the comparison between this, and L’Ortolan, near Reading, is laughable.