Called in here with colleagues on a Friday lunchtime whilst on a business trip.
The first thing that struck me was just how lacking in customers the place was; OK, so it's a village but it was Friday lunchtime - and 2 minutes walk away is a massive office with hundreds of employees, so why weren't more of them in?
The answer could be down to the landlord, who really could do with brushing up on his attitude to customers.
Having made our choice of food & drink our group went to the bar to order - even though we were ordering (& paying) individually we asked if it would be possible for all the orders to be delivered to our table at the same time. This proved to be a non-starter & we were told by mein host, in no uncertain terms, that everybody's food would come out when it came out - and that went for all the customers in the pub!
I placed my order. Whilst my drink was being half-poured I made payment & waited for my unattended glass to be filled. Having waited for about 30 seconds or so the landlord then looked up & enquired what I wanted to order - well, actually what he said was "Yes?". Incredibly he had failed to recognise that I was the person he had just served.
I pointed out that I was waiting for my drink, to which the response was "so you are", at which pouint he did at least finish the job of pouring it out.
I returned to our table to await the feast - well, by feast I mean bacon, brie & cranberry panini.
Eventually the orders began to coe out of the kitchen, with our landlord now acting as head waiter. True to his word the meals arrived in completely random order - one for our table, two for another & so on.At one point though it looked like things would get de-railed as our landlord searched in vain for the person who had ordered a fishfinger sandwich on brown - yes really, this is the level of cuisine at this establishment.
As it happens, one of our party had ordered that particular sandwich but on white bread. Undeterred our host insisted loudly that somebody had ordered 'on brown' & went in search of this person. Now, given the size of the pub you wouldn't need a pack of bloodhounds to track someone down but for a full 5 minutes this search continued before he gave up.
When my own food came out three of our group had already finished their meals. Still, it proved to be rather tasty - the bacon was a bit fatty for my taste but otherwise it was pretty good. It was served with a small basket of chips or should I say, french fries. I don't particularly care for french fries; they're too thin & thus prone to being over-cooked & the fat content is much higher than you get in a similar sized portion of your good old honest chip due to the greatly increased surface area. Nevertheless, they were reasonably cooked with only the odd one or two which had been completely overdone.
Apart from that there isn't a great deal to add - we finished our drinks & left.
All in all it was quite nice to get out at lunchtime but it would have been better iof we could have found somewhere where the host seemed to consider his customers as pests rather than patrons, so I won't be going back the next time I'm in the area.
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