Mill Inn, Mungrisdale — Restaurant in England

Didn’t book a stay here but myself and my partner were in the Lakes for our 10 year anniversary. My partner found this place after looking around Google maps for a real, countryside, warm, welcoming atmosphere that does some amazing food! The pictures we came across were exactly what we was looking for so we decided to head there and conveniently it was only a short drive from where we were.

The drive there, once off of the main road, takes you down a narrow country lane which is a lovely scenic drive in itself until you happen across the smallest village, Mungrisdale, where this inn is located.

As we walked in, it was exactly what we were looking for. Local pub atmosphere, anyone welcome, dogs in the corner and wood burning fire place on providing the heat you can only describe as a warm hug you only get from your grandma when she’s wearing that knitted cardigan!

We ordered our food and waited with the utmost anticipation and all for good reason. My partner ordered the breaded Brie wedges for starters and myself the chilli and garlic prawns. A favourite of mine. Both were cooked to absolute perfection and were the perfect opener to the rest of the evening. Needless to say they returned to the kitchen without a crumb left on the plates. I ordered a rump steak for myself and my partner the spinach and sweet potato pie.

If held off of ordering steak for a while after a few bad ones but after seeing the image of this rump steak that we found online, I decided to give it a go. Ordered medium rare and it was cooked to absolute perfection! Juices flowing, more than enough sauce, chips with a little bit of a crunch and the perfect amount of seasoning. Hands down the best steak I have ever had, so much so, it made me a little emotional. I simply won’t order another steak as it will never compare to this one. My partner isn’t a pie lover but decided to give this one a go and the gamble paid off. Exquisitely cooked, a lovely creamy mash which still held its fluffiness at the same time and veg that just accompanied it perfectly.

Unfortunately, we aren’t locals to the lakes but with absolute certainty, whenever we are back we will be eating from here again!

They don’t advertise so you won’t see much on their socials so let me do that for you. Make sure you go, stay the night or two, but whatever you do, make sure you at least eat here. If you walk up Bowscale Tarn, it is the perfect place to visit when driving back, on the regional route 71, refuel before heading back on your way. You absolutely will...

We’re a family of four and went to the pub for some lunch and drinks after a walk.

When we arrived, there were a few people sitting outside, but the tables inside were empty,not a person in sight.

We headed over to the bar, where an older man and woman were standing. The first thing I heard the woman say was, “I hate serving customers.” We had only caught the end of their conversation, so we decided to give them the benefit of the doubt.

I asked for a table for four, and the woman asked if we had booked. Keep in mind, the place was completely empty. I said no, and as she walked past me, she muttered, “This way then,” and led us to a table in the corner. We felt really unwelcome, something we’ve never experienced anywhere else. Still, we sat down and waited. After 15 minutes, no one had come over to serve us.

I went back to the bar, where the same man and woman were standing, and they didn’t even look up at me. I waited a few minutes before asking if I could order food. The man replied, “We are so busy, but give me a minute.” I might have understood if they were actually busy, but the place was dead, practically a tumbleweed moment, with only a few drinkers outside. No one was eating inside or out.

Eventually, the woman looked at me and said, “I’ll come serve you at the table,” which was fine. By this point, we had been there nearly 25 minutes and had received terrible service. When she came over and asked what we wanted, we first asked how long the food would take. Her response was, “I don’t know how long it will take the chef to cook it.” We were only ordering chips and a kids’ meal of cod and chips. She could have checked with the kitchen, but instead, she stood there smirking, reminding me of her earlier comment about not liking to serve customers.

We decided to leave without ordering. We weren’t about to spend our hard-earned money in a place like that.

What a strange thing to say “I hate serving customers” when that’s literally your job, and the place was empty.

I’d avoid this pub. Don’t even bother going in for a drink they clearly don’t enjoy serving you anyway.

Terrible staff and terrible service...

We’re a family of four and went to the pub for some lunch and drinks after a walk.||When we arrived, there were a few people sitting outside, but the tables inside were empty—not a person in sight.||We headed over to the bar, where an older man and woman were standing. The first thing I heard the woman say was, “I hate serving customers.” We had only caught the end of their conversation, so we decided to give them the benefit of the doubt.||I asked for a table for four, and the woman asked if we had booked. Keep in mind—the place was completely empty. I said no, and as she walked past me, she muttered, “This way then,” and led us to a table in the corner. We felt really unwelcome, something we’ve never experienced anywhere else. Still, we sat down and waited. After 15 minutes, no one had come over to serve us.||I went back to the bar, where the same man and woman were standing, and they didn’t even look up at me. I waited a few minutes before asking if I could order food. The man replied, “We are so busy, but give me a minute.” I might have understood if they were actually busy, but the place was dead—practically a tumbleweed moment—with only a few drinkers outside. No one was eating inside or out.||Eventually, the woman looked at me and said, “I’ll come serve you at the table,” which was fine. By this point, we had been there nearly 25 minutes and had received terrible service. When she came over and asked what we wanted, we first asked how long the food would take. Her response was, “I don’t know how long it will take the chef to cook it.” We were only ordering chips and a kids’ meal of cod and chips. She could have checked with the kitchen, but instead, she stood there smirking—reminding me of her earlier comment about not liking to serve customers.||We decided to leave without ordering. We weren’t about to spend our hard-earned money in a place like that.||What a strange thing to say—“I hate serving customers”—when that’s literally your job, and the place was empty.||I’d avoid this pub. Don’t even bother going in for a drink—they clearly don’t enjoy serving you anyway.||Terrible staff and terrible service...