The Roundabout — Restaurant in Plymouth

If you ever find yourself at The Roundabout for bottomless brunch, let me just say one word (well, technically a name): Johnny. This man is not just a waiter, he is an experience. A living legend. A brunch hero. A champagne ninja. A prosecco prophet.

From the very moment he floated over to our table (I swear he didn’t walk, he glided like some kind of brunch guardian angel), we knew we were in safe hands. He introduced himself with the confidence of a man who knows exactly how much fizz is required to turn a good brunch into a great brunch – and then somehow doubled it.

Johnny had the kind of timing you usually only see in West End musicals. The second our glasses even considered being less than full, he appeared out of nowhere, bottle in hand, like some sort of prosecco-powered superhero. I’m convinced he has a sixth sense for empty glasses – either that or he’s secretly got a CCTV control room dedicated to monitoring our table.

Not only that, but his banter was chef’s kiss. He wasn’t just serving drinks – he was serving comedy, charisma, and the kind of enthusiasm that made us all question if he was actually running on coffee, adrenaline, or pure bottomless brunch energy. At one point, I’m pretty sure he managed to top up three glasses while cracking a joke and remembering everyone’s weird food requests (mine included “extra bacon but also more hash browns, but also can you make it look like I’m being healthy?”). Spoiler: he nailed it.

The man deserves a knighthood for services to brunch. Honestly, I’d trust Johnny with my life, my WiFi password, and maybe even my Netflix account. If brunch was a sport, Johnny would be captain of Team GB.

So if you’re planning bottomless brunch at The Roundabout, don’t walk, RUN – and pray to the brunch gods that Johnny is working. Because prosecco tastes good, but prosecco served by Johnny? That’s a whole different level...

My partner and I came here for a few chilled drinks and some food with friends and had an unwelcoming experience. It was nice at first but me and my partner needed the toilet so we went, holding hands, as partners do. I noticed a bouncer looking at us funny and literally seconds later a member of staff came in shining a light under the toilet doors because they had obviously noticed two women walking to the bathroom together. Funnily enough we were in separate stalls and the member of staff looked a bit embarrassed when my partner was stood outside the stall waiting for me. Just a bit embarrassing really, we weren’t drunk and hadn’t been in there long at all and definitely don’t need a public restroom for that reason. To add to that, the DJ was so rude, went around asking for song requests, didn’t have any of the songs we asked (well known music) and when we picked one from his list he started talking on the mic taking the mick out of our choice (which wasn’t even our first choice, just a pick from the list he gave us), he also told me to shut up after he refused to play muse and played baby shark instead. Bearing in mind this was a surprisingly quiet pub on a saturday night, mainly filled with middle aged men, other people who requested music were also mocked and then left. This DJ isn’t bringing in custom, he’s only turning it away. In the end we went on to...

Came here to have a meal, a drink and watch the grand national. Ordered a pizza which is advertised with a drink. Asked for a mighty meat pizza and a single Jack Daniels and coke (which as you can see from the image, is included in the deal for an extra £1) The woman behind the bar took my order, sent it to the pdq machine and went to make my drink, it was then I realised that the charge was going though as £15.50 and not the £11.50 as advertised. When the member of staff presented my drink I queried the price, she explained that is not ringing through as part of the deal... I pointed out that it clearly states on the menu that the drink is included, I was then asked well what do you expect me to do with this drink? I asked for a thatchers gold instead if that was included in the deal, she said it was and then asked what I expected to do with the drink she poured, took the Jack Daniels and coke, sighed that I wasn't having the drink I ordered and poured the thatchers gold, when returning to me slammed it on the bar and took payment. I've been to this venue multiple times, and used to work for the company in multiple establishments, so I am surprised at the service which I received and that this issue hasn't already been flagged up to management. To say that I am disappointed in a stonegate experience is an understatement. I hope this issue will be resolved...