The Bull Inn — Restaurant in England

Absolutely phenomenal... Wow what a difference the new owners have made. Came in for dinner with my Brother and Sister after hearing that it has new management and I cannot fault the place.

It's beautifully decorated with the tables well spaced out so you don't feel like you are eating your dinner on the lap of the next table over. The newly built outside bar is lovely with plenty of seating and what looked like pizza ovens which weren't on when we went but if you can have a beer and a freshly made pizza in the sun I will be visiting every lunch time.

The staff are all friendly, polite and seem to genuinely enjoy working together which makes a world of difference when it comes to atmosphere.

The food is incredible not a single thing on the menu didn't sound appealing. I had a crab salad for my starter and I have to say the salad was one of the freshest tasting salads I've ever eaten every bite was like an explosion of flavour. My brother said his paté was incredible and after sampling a little bit of it I can fully agree, the apple chutney was also a highlight.

For main I had the Ribeye steak which although is expensive the quality more than makes up for the price you pay. It was cooked perfectly and melted in your mouth it was served with a great piece of onion loaf (massive fan of onion loaf), mushroom, tomato and chips and your choice of sauce it's certainly not a small portion either so you will definitely be full up after. My sister had the Mushroom Risotto which after of course sampling a little bit I can tell you it was perfectly balanced. Not too rich and creamy but packed full of flavour.

Of course I had to have dessert but I just went for a light Lemon Tart (all made in house) and it was a perfect end to a perfect meal served with a divine scoop of ice cream.

If you treat yourself to one dinner out this month I urge you to try this place out. I for one will be...

Popped in here for a Sunday roast with my mother as we were in the area and figured why not? Considering we didn't have a table we were seated quickly and the staff were attentive which is honestly where the good points end unfortunately... If you want a lovely Sunday roast, id emplore you to go anywhere but here... Firstly I ordered a roast beef (yum!) and joked that I'd like to nice and pink please, and was returned with a comment saying "it's all one thing. All well done. No pink." I found this strange as I've had roasts at lots of pubs and restaurants and the correct way to serve roast beef is always slightly pink so it's nice and tender (and the ends obviously are more well done for those guests who prefer that).. So to be told the whole thing is well done and no pink at all was a surprise... So I changed to roast pork in order to avoid death by leather beef. What greeted me was nothing short of awful.. Out of the 3 sliced of pork I was only able to eat 4 mouthfuls at best... It was 90% fat and chewy and was also cold. The potatoes looked like they haven't seen an oven before and were barely cooked (still raw in middle!) so not the cripsy golden yummy roasties one would expect with a roast lunch. The gravy the plate swam in was like water, no taste at all. The stuffing was clearly from a packet and was burnt and dry, the measly portion of boiled to death bland veg on the side was also nothing short of meh.. Then to top it all off the crackling was the size of my pinky finger and chewy and soft rather than a delicious crunch. The whole thing reminded me of a bland tasteless school dinner rather than something I was paying for! Left there hungry and dissatisfied and still £40 lighter despite raising concerns to staff... Maybe it was an off day, but whilst we were there 2 other tables sent their food back too so it seems if wasn't just us who were...

Not Worth the Calories or the Trauma

I should’ve known I was in for a rough night when the waiter handed me a menu with more typos than a ransom note. I asked for water, and they brought me a cup that tasted like it had been through three dishwasher cycles and a swamp. Bold start.

I ordered the “house special” because I like to live dangerously. What I got looked like a science experiment gone wrong. The steak was so tough I’m convinced it was actually a retired hockey puck. I tried to cut it, but my knife gave up halfway through and just bent in surrender.

The “seasonal vegetables” were carrots so undercooked I could hear them plotting their escape back to the garden. And don’t get me started on dessert. I ordered the “chocolate lava cake,” which was neither chocolate nor lava. It was a sad, dry lump that probably doubles as a doorstop.

Service? Let’s just say I saw my waiter exactly twice: once when he handed me the menu, and once when he threw the check at me like a frisbee.

To top it off, the bill was as inflated as my expectations going in. I paid for the meal, but I left with hunger, confusion, and a deep sense of betrayal.

If you’re looking for a dining experience that will give you stories to tell and food you’ll need therapy to forget. This is the place for you. Otherwise, run. Run...