Went here based on a recommendation. We arrived at this cosy and lively place (with fireplace and dog) after walking in the surrounding area.
What we found was solidly executed food, delicious, and a menu that reflected both the great game and produce of Britain, cooked in a bold French style.
My starter was a pigeon salad with greens and black pudding. Tender and full of flavour.
My wife had a roasted jerusalem artichoke and mozzarella fritter salad. Flavorful with a mixture of vegetables. This is going by memory as we forgot to photograph the menu as usual.
My main was a venison on a bed of puy lentils and mash, sprinkled with roast almonds. I loved the home-cooked lusciousness of the lentils supporting a delicate and perfectly cooked venison steak. My wife had Creedy Carver duck on a bed of barley and egg with greens. Worked better as a salad, she said, but nonetheless really fresh and light.
Puddings were more classic British. Rice pudding with raspberry jam. A guilty pleasure. And Apple crumble. The roast apple and hard crumble served separately from the pot of custard, the latter which you pour liberally over your crumble and then scoop up the mixture.
We had the local white wine as well. From the nearby Fonthill Glebe estate, a Seyval Blanc, fruity and reminiscent of Riesling.
Overall, a more than satisfying meal. The place was obviously busy with locals but seems undiscovered beyond that.