Reckon I would have sent it back. That pig in blanket looks like it was cooked with a hair dryer. The solitary roast potato is barely roasted.
Used to wind me up with the pretend cockney thing tbh. His parents pub / restaurant is at Claverly (I think that’s how you spell it) which is close to Cambridge.
Both correct, not terrible but it wasn't great. It's an Italian restaurant so I was a bit concerned before going.
Looks awful. I only go to 3 places for a roast where I know it’s good. Hate paying for bang average roasts. got a chunky rib eye to cook tonight and some Argentinian shrimp.
You peasants and your poundland roast dinners. You ain't had a roast dinner until you've had a blacklock roast dinner and when you have one of them youd throw your mums Sunday roast in her face and not feel bad about it.