I went to the Oak on a fine summers day in the hope of finding a) ales and b) nourishment. I found the first, and at a good price and settled in the beer garden to await the arrival of the mighty 'Oak Burger'. I think that there are seminal moments in life and it quickly became clear this was one. The burger was horrendous. The substance which was supposed to be meat had the texture of oak bark, the smell of a decaying river vole and looked like chunder. I did not eat any of this, merely touched it with my tongue to see it was still living. I had to purchase some ulcer cream today to apply to said area. I can't continue to describe the rest of the burger (including chicken, bacon, cheese, onion rings, tomatoes) as there is not enough time for me to do it justice and I can feel the nausea welling up inside me and must head in the direction of the trap. To reassure you, I did leave the Oak in high spirits as had a couple of extra pints to wash down the only part I ate which was the bun and safe in the knowledge that all food experiences to come would be better than this!