Ester Boyd
18/01/2026
After a six-hour drive we pulled into the pub for food. The magic words were spoken:
"Roast of the day - lamb." ???'
Perfect. We all were sold.
There was a bit of a wait (fair enough), and when it arrived the lamb was beautifully presented - slices stacked like a little hill, with gravy poured over the top like lava slowly sliding down a mountain.
On the plate: carrots, broccoli and cauliflower.
The cauliflower was cooked perfectly.
The broccoli (stems only)looked like it had lost the will to live.
And the carrots... well... one jab with a fork and it achieved lift-off, exiting the plate like a UFO 🚀
A touch of mint sauce on the side, plus a bun roughly the size of a baby's fist, just in case anyone was still hungry.
Sadly, the only thing that arrived genuinely ??"? hot was the gravy - which, to be fair, was doing all the heavy lifting. ???"