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Somewhere between hunting lodge and horsebox, our private dining room is tantamount to a country escape. Secluded from hubbub of the Cafe but for a couple of grazing horses, the space seats up to 14 for meetings, meals, parties and whatever you might not like to share with everyone else.
DAILY CAKE QUOTIENT
Everyday, our kitchen brings us a jar of cookies. Or sometimes a pretty little cake stand with a banana loaf. Macaroons. Meringues. Depends how they’re feeling. But everyday, regardless, there is a new batch of home made treats to eye up on your way in and have with a cup of tea.
Pottery is back. It’s even on TV. However, if elegant, smooth and faultless vases don’t tickle your pickle – meet Amy Worrall.
Amy does weird and wonderful things with clay. She takes quite specific inspiration from sunburnt brits abroad on the Costa del Sol, and uses the forms she creates as canvasses.
She makes everything from cat shaped biscuit jars with removable heads to plant pots in the shape of, er, breasts, lots of breasts.
In the morning
When once we only saw 9am on the wrong side of a night out, now the promise of fluffy pancakes, Eggs Royale and flat whites somehow keeps us all in line. Oh, and a chorizo hash brown for when it all goes horribly wrong.
M-F: 7.30am to noon
Sat: 8.30am to 11.30am
Sun: 9am to 11.30am
S-S: noon to 4pm
M-F: noon to 3.30pm
S-S: noon to 4pm
M-S: 6pm to 10.30pm
Sun: 6pm to 9.30pm
All day menu available throughout the afternoon.
At the sharing table
WHO DID YOU MEET?
Once upon a time, we chatted to strangers, brought jams to neighbours in times of plenty and said hello to passersby. We hear it still happens up North.
We also hope one might choose to shoot the breeze with fellow diners at the sharing table. Maybe you might debate current affairs; maybe you share a secret haunt; maybe you might just pass the pepper.