The Clog and Billycock used to be our regular haunt. We sort of forgot about our Pleasington based pals as more and more decent establishments opened closer to home. A couple of weeks ago we were in dire need of a decent Sunday Roast. Manchester was off limits due to the current state of rail-specific doom, so we headed towards the Ribble Valley for guaranteed beef based happiness.
They have a pretty good deal on Sundays now too; two courses for £17.50 or three for £21. You can also book online, which makes things simpler. In the past you could only book for tables of six or more.
Basket of Clog bread with local butter, rapeseed oil, treacle vinegar, black pea humous: I needed this after a considerable amount of fizz the evening before. Sorted me right out. Pea humous is the future my friends, and I'm fairly confident that treacle vinegar can cure most ills.
Cream of asparagus soup: Deeply comforting, creamy, and surely very good for you as it's green.
Roast rump of beef, Yorkshire pudding, roast potatoes, mash, seasonal vegetables, red wine shallots and roast gravy: Seriously, it's one of the best roasts around. It's not hard, yet so many places get it so wrong. This one is from the school of thick cut, pink roast beef with a load of well executed carbs. Their mash had me spritely in seconds, only to be inflicted with a new ailment moments later; I was so full I may have died.
I'd been coveting the rhubarb and apple crumble for dessert, but when push came to shove, I'd already eaten way too may carbs. Thinking about it, the sugar would have helped to revive me, but I just couldn't face it. I'll just have to go back for round two...
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