An informal, no-frills tea room, serving up comforting, homemade grub (the kind that reminds you of the stuff your grandma used to make) and the cosiest of vibes. Popular with today’s silver-haired gang, but also 30-something-year-old chums and small broods. Stop by for light bites and coffee-and-cake moments – it’s the perfect place.
Not much to report on the decor/interiors, but it is comfy and spotlessly clean. Eat in the restaurant bit, or in the light and airy conservatory bit (which we prefer). The sun streams through, even on a crisp autumnal day, making the place feel nice and toasty.
This isn’t the place for a liquid lunch. Go for tea or coffee. Expect all your usual soft drinks and a few juice options. We went for the latter.
We were surprised at how good the food was (is) here. Everything from rustic, homemade pies and quiches, to floury baps filled with all sorts, steaming bowls of soup, jacket spuds and seriously good salads (trust us, they do exist). Cakes are flavour-packed and fluffy. We loved the sound of everything.
What we ate
Caught off guard by the tempting menu, we decided to go all in and order a bit of a mix. A sharing platter, if you will. The soup-and-scone offer proved a great choice. On this day, we got a good-sized bowl of brothy, vegetable, lentil-y goodness. Nice and thick, too, just how we like it. A hot and hearty hug for the soul. Our scone was as big as our fist, with a lovely cheesy crust and a soft middle. Our only gripe was that it wasn’t warmed up, but it still tasted great – especially when smothered in salty butter. We also tried the quiche of the day, made with Blagdon broccoli, red pepper, tomato and brie. Fautless in our book; a gloriously-wobbly filling, rich and creamy, encased in a sturdy, buttery, golden brown crust. The top was slightly caramelised and we got a big wedge of the stuff, too, joined by a pot of homemade chutney and a heap of salad drizzled in tangy balsamic glaze. Delish. The ham salad was a triumph. You get a huge bowl, filled with all kinds of goodies; proper cuts of thick ham from the butchery (a stone’s throw away), crisp salad and veggies, oat cakes, chutney and soft boiled eggs. Nearly every table in the place had one. For puds, we shared a slice or two of crumbly carrot cake, spiked with lots of wintry spices and iced with cream cheese frosting. Each dish was around the £4/£4.50 mark – a total bargain given how fresh and flavoursome everything was and how big the portion sizes were. Great stuff.