Paul and Elizabeth's — Restaurant in Northampton

Verily, I find myself compelled to recount the splendid repast experienced at the esteemed establishment known as Paul and Elizabeths. Tucked away in a corner of the town, this fine establishment hath proven itself to be a haven for discerning palates, and I, an entitled British gentleman, doth not shy away from proclaiming my utmost satisfaction.

The victuals presented upon mine plate were nothing short of exquisite, a symphony of flavors that danced upon the tongue with unparalleled grace. The culinary craftsmen at Paul and Elizabeths have, without a doubt, mastered the noble art of gastronomy. 'Tis with great pleasure that I declare their fare to be amongst the best mine own tastebuds hath ever encountered.

The coffee, a libation of the gods, was nigh on perfection. Brewed with a meticulousness that befits a royal court, it delivered a robust and invigorating elixir that didst elevate the entire dining experience. Verily, it hath set a standard by which all other establishments must measure their caffeinated offerings.

Yet, the pièce de résistance, the dish that hath etched itself into the annals of mine culinary memory, is the falafel wrap. A creation so divine, it hath the power to transport one's senses to realms of gustatory delight hitherto unknown. Each morsel of falafel, a masterpiece of spice and texture, hath left an indelible mark upon my gastronomic soul. With each successive visit, the falafel wrap doth exceed its former glory, proving that perfection may indeed be honed to an even finer point.

In conclusion, dear reader, Paul and Elizabeths doth stand as a paragon of culinary excellence. The food, a veritable feast for the senses, hath won over mine affections, and I am compelled to pronounce it amongst the finest establishments mine own privileged self hath graced. Should thee find thyself in search of gastronomic satisfaction of the highest order, I beseech thee to make pilgrimage to Paul and Elizabeths forthwith. Thy palate shall thank thee, and mine own, undoubtedly, shall...

I've been eating here for a while now. The menu is great, the flavors are delicious. If I had to give this place a rating 6 months ago I probably would have given at least 4 stars. However, two stars, why? Literally the last three times I've gotten food here, there has been something, err unsavory in my food. The first time it was a hair. I knew it wasn't mine because I found it almost right away very much incorporated into the food. The second time, it was an entire snail--shell and all, hiding in the greens. I'm really not a fussy person, I've worked many years in the food industry myself. Things slip up, I get it. Eating a snail in the shell or another person's hair isn't really that big of a deal, but it is enough to put my appetite off. So I thought I'd give it another try. Last night I ordered the veggie platter and what do I find? Not only a long sharp fish bone (there wasn't supposed to be any fish in the dish) but also a long wiry beard hair (at least that's what I hope it was). I wanted to write a review not to complain, but because I actually really do like dishes this place serves, and am disappointed that now thinking of eating there again makes my stomach turn. Maybe I've just had bad luck, or maybe there's something management can do to make these occurrences...

Dined here a few times, as they have more options that can accommodate my unusual food allergies than most restaurants do. In addition, this place is great because the food is wholesome! The common perception is that they are exclusively vegan fair, which is not the case. My carnivore partner and I always found satisfying options, with good whole grains, and lots of veggies. I am experimenting with meat alternatives, so I gave a tofu salad a try. I was quite disappointed for the salad to arrive with delicious crunchy croutons next to fridge chilled chunks of tofu. I certainly don't enjoy uncooked tofu now. The dressing itself had little flavor (garlic vinaigrette?) I do not recommend this place based on the quality control. Two separate occasions I found hairs cooked into my food, which I did not bother to complain about. The last and final time we ate there, my fish was loaded with worms (cooked, of course, so likely safe to consume but oh so unsavory!) The waitresses nonchalant response when I complained was even less appealing than the worms: "oh, this is just the price we pay for fresh caught fish" as she looked at me with pity for not desiring to consume parasites. Well rats, the search is on again for a...