This comprises of : A Carvery (Eat all you like!!!!) 

Extras         Mint & Cranberry sauce

The Order: 10/10

Just gimme the damn meal ticket !!!!.

The Review  8/10

Well, it was a bit of a gamble but it paid off.   Yes it was back.  Praise be to the lord, our food awaits.

What's more they where giving away deserts for just one extra pound.  What more could you ask for.

Hmm.  Well before we sat down to eat we got the customary three pints of Stella.  Well almost.  The pump went dry at one and a half, so instead a pint of Coke? a pint of Carlsberg and half a pint of flat Stella please. All for under a fiver.

We then sat ourselves in the side room that overlooks the canal and where you get to see all the little ducks swimming by.  You get to see swans as well.  What's more if any small red vans drive over the narrow bridge, which goes over the said canal, you'd swear blind that you were watching an episode of Postman Pat. 

As all this visual waffle was sinking in, the lady came over with knives and forks for us.  Almost as my friends cutlery hit the table he'd spotted the dirt and quickly asked for a cleaner set.  Which she brought over, along with the apology.

So far...... not going great.  Still, after the usual discussion about how easy it would be to print your own version of the meal ticket, we made our way to the food.  The chef came out and asked if we would like either Turkey or Beef.  "I'll have big slabs of beef thanks".  At this point the dilemma came.  Do I fill my plate and just have one big meal.  Or do I have a small amount and take advantage of the "UNLIMITED REFILLS".  

Damn.  Too late.  I have already filled it.  A massive layer of beef covered with small roast potato's and brussel sprouts. Carrots where also available but the two Yorkshire puddings I was given took up any space left.  Getting enough gravy on was shear brilliance on my part.  If it wasn't for the fact that back in 1962 John Lennon and I both took a Masters degree in gravy pouring, I might not have done it so well !   Of course John was in a band at the time so little became of his amazing Ladle action that many tried to imitate.

This didn't matter to me, of course.  For I was well practiced at this tricky art of getting just the right amount gravy to last the duration of a massive roast dinner.  Just like the one I was about to eat.

I asked for the cranberry sauce along with some mint sauce, after all these are "flavor enhancer's", and was told they'd be delivered. Sure enough a giant sized small bowl (in relation to a small sized bowl, which lays out the foundation for a mathematical theory first mentioned by Newton when he discovered that things fall to the ground!) containing loads of fresh (well as fresh as you'd get) cranberry sauce.  Oh and four sachets of mint sauce too.  Not as exiting the cranberry but at least I discovered the fact that you need to rip an entire corner off the sachet in order to get mint out.  Mine came out in one single blob. 

So I used just one sachet of mint and the entire bowl of cranberry.

The meal itself was let down only by the, not as soft as they could of been, roast potato's.  The layer of beef tasted great.  It was cooked perfectly and came apart in your mouth.  The sprouts where soft, not over cooked and the two Yorkshire puddings, well lets face it....you can't go wrong.

It's one of those meals that you want the after taste to keep on going.  

Today was a fairly quiet day for the pub.  It was only right to think about going up for more.  However we suddenly remembered the desserts, for just one pound extra, that came with our order.  Lemon meringue, chocolate gateau or apple pie, served with either cream or squirty cream. " Chocolate gateau please".

Not the softest of cakes and no where near enough cream.  Ask them to stick the cake in the microwave first. Hmmmmmmmmm microwave'd cake.

Of course now non of us can move.  If John Cleese was to offer just one more wafer thin mint the scene would be complete. 

Well after that there was only one thing left.  The foreman gave the signal and three mini forklift trucks where driven in.  They collected us, still sat in the chairs, and took us to the door.  On the way I noticed that all the same food was still out and getting there early when it is quiet is probably better than getting there late, assuming it was still quiet.  We had been there an hour at least.   They lowered us off the forklift trucks. We stood up. We were on our own from here on.  Luckily our legs took the strain and we made it back to the car.

The tip : Softer roasties

Full Factor 10/10 Belly bursting. Must loosen belt.   If I could just reach.......

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