Awful. Went for a "roast" which to us means the food will be roasted. It arrived delivered in around 4 minutes, my wife Mrs Jingles was sure she heard a ping. Nothing was roasted. The beef was boiled, the veg, broccoli (on the turn) and carrots were not cooked, but more like dipped briefly in boiling water. In fact tepid more like as they arrived lukewarm. The Yorkshire pudding was not one one aunt Bessie's but more like one from the tesco value range.
Then the beef, the beef had been more boiled than the veg. It was therefore rubbery and I decided I would rather eat the tongue from the left foot of my five year old dr marten's boot. Mrs jingles had to eat in her coat as the pub was cold. The only real interesting thing there was the couple who wheeled their dog in in one of those ponsey three wheeled prams that toffs wheel Hugo or Imogen about in.
Mind you when the Classic Italian waiter came over and mumbled some thing unrecognisable we both replied "yes lovely". The nicest thing about this place is the nice door on the way out.
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