Back in the old days, we’d often have a midweek trip to a garden centre, followed by a pub lunch. And, even though we’re in lockdown, garden centres are open as they are nonsensically classed as “essential retail”. Now, I don’t know who dreamt that one up or what was essential about the bag of compost and tray of violas I bought from Golden Days this morning. But it prompted us to have lunch from the adjacent Cheshire Line Tavern. Of course, that’s not a real lunch at the pub, but lunch from the pub at home, via Just Eat.
And it was all pretty decent, by the standards of pub grub. The fish barm was a sizeable fillet of fish, along with a mega portion of fries, mushy pea fritter and tartare sauce. And the steak and kidney pudding was also a mega portion. Although it had collapsed in transit, it still tasted good. Came with steamed mixed veg and properly fried chip sized chips (none of this “fat chip” nonsense) – and a separate pot of extra gravy. Only one of us had wanted dessert – lemon meringue pie – but they kindly sent a second freebie portion, which was good of them.
