Today we are back at a favourite place:The Village Pub, Barnsley . Not Barnsley in Yorkshire , but the Barnsley that sits between Cirencester and the beautiful Cotswold village of Bibury.
Rock starts with the Asparagus and Spinach soup – a vibrant village green of a soup. I choose the Twice-baked Cheddar Cheese Soufflé…I’ve had it before and loved it. The soufflé arrives in the shape of a cottage floating on a pond of melted cheese. Beautiful!
A village pub means beer. I choose another favourite, Butcombe Gold. Brewed in the West Country, golden in colour, malty, fresh and made with English Fuggle hops. I would have to be some sort of village idiot not to enjoy it!
For the main course Rock settles on the Devilled Mackerel with cucumber, yoghurt and mint. She is not as impressed as she was hoping to be. For once, I choose the dish that is good enough to take centre stage at the village fete – Baked Whole Sea Bream, Clams, thatched with samphire and Jersey Royal potatoes.
Place me in the stocks and throw food from the Village Pub at me any day – but don’t miss my mouth!