This is a busy and cozy little bar restaurant as well as hotel, but only because competition locally is extremely limited… We came in for a late lunch and were seated in the rear next to a coffee machine, despite the added noise it was noticed that the counter which the machine rests upon hadn’t been cleaned in months. The menu pricing is bi-polar and whilst it sounds good in practice is not effected well. Our mussels were cooked in a very heavy cream sauce and that’s all you could taste, served in a small bowl without any place to discard shells nor a finger bowl / wipes. The girl at the counter suggested we empty the ‘cutlery in a basket’ to use that for the shells, of which some were not bearded and a few were closed - in other words brown bread, dead. On that subject Warburtons Multiseeded bread pre-buttered doesn’t reflect the price point, it was cut in triangles though, fancy. The scallops still had the ‘spunk sack’ attached or roe as it is properly named, served with a comedy salad garnish. The mains; a Thai Chicken with tough meat and again cream, cream, cream. The cooking style is stuck firmly in the eighties and really needs a boot up the ______ if charging what they do. The daily special pheasant was again chewy, overcooked and guess what… in a cream sauce. Fresh eyes are needed in the kitchen. It all sounded so promising but failed to deliver.
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