
The short listed entries for the sixth
Derbyshire Food and Drink Awards, organised by
Derbyshire County Council, were announced a couple of weeks ago. I'd hoped to try and drop in on a few of the venues before the winners are announced on Thursday 25
th October.
However time has slipped by and it now looks like The Mill Wheel at
Hartshorne(*), shortlisted for
Pub/Bistro of the year 2007, is going to be the only establishment I'm going to have time to grace
between now and the 25
th. At last we're
gona get a decent Sunday lunch!
So it's off for a jaunt down windy country lanes with mother and
Bec (a tip: don't sit in the back when you go via the
Repton route. The constantly winding roads nearly caused me to be re-introduced to my breakfast!)
The Mill Wheel is a
delightfull building, with a dramatic 24ft diameter water wheel dating back to the 18
th century, greeting you as you walk in. Pretty impressive. However f
aux pas number 1 happened within a minute of arrival. There was no record of the booking I'd made the previous day, luckily they had a spare table in the dining room. We order a round of drinks. Just a soft drink for me, my stomach still thinks we're at Alton Towers. The downstairs bar area was extremely homely, a real fire and several sofas ensured maximum 'relax' factor. The 1st floor dining room
regretably didn't have the same feel. Despite the original old beams, the large rectangular room felt more canteen than cosy. It oozed busy, industrious and slightly disorganised. Nevertheless our window table did ensure a lovely view of sunny autumnal fields.
Menus printed of sheets of A4 paper were thrust upon us, why they don't print a pile of menus and give every diner a fresh one, rather than a slightly crumpled one with a gravy stain in the corner, I'll never know. The cost is
negligible, but the appearance is so much sharper. The table also felt a bit disorganised, with a tired single
artificial lilly in a not-too-clean glass vase.
The starters were upon us. Chicken liver pate for
Bec (£4.50) and ham hock terrine for myself. Both were accompanied by onion marmalade. They'd obviously made too much! The plates were well presented, clean in appearance and with just enough peppery rocket salad to accompany.
A large queen wasp circling our table kept us entertained until the main course. First I felt
queezy, now I felt
uneezy. Will I ever settle? Roast top side of beef for me (£8.95), roast leg of pork for mother (£7.95) and roast leg of lamb for
Bec (£9.95) and two dishes of veg to share, the usual new potatoes, carrots & cauliflower. Three oversights then
occured in quick succession. The second round of drinks never arrived, the requested horseradish and mint sauce didn't either and there was what I could only describe as a blighted spud amongst my veg,
uuuurgh.
My accompanying
Yorkshire pudding, had the texture of.......yes pudding. The oven & cooking oil obviously weren't hot enough when it went in. Everything screams "we can't cope".
My beef was also overdone for my liking, and I certainly wasn't given a choice. However all the meat was tender and we certainly weren't going to leave any behind.
When asked "was your meal
ok?", I had to say "sorry it wasn't". They did what they only could and knocked off the price of one main. I got the impression they were short staffed and over booked today.
To be honest I was quite shocked that this is supposed to be in
Derbyshire's top 5 pub/bistros. I just hope for their sake that the judges visited on a worthier day.
As we left the
carpark I urged
Bec to go back via the main road. I don't think my stomach can go through that again!
(*) For reference, the others in this category are:
Bluebell Inn,
Farnah Green
The Chequers Inn,
Froggatt Edge
The Holly Bush, Church
BroughtonThe
Devonshire Arms,
Beeley (Winner: Derbyshire dinning pub of the year , 2007)
Food 5/10
Venue 6/10
Service 5/10
Tel: 01283 550335
www.themillwheel.co.uk"I`m sick to death of everything you do. And if I’m gonna have a puke, you bet yer life I’ll puke on you. I’m gonna be, gonna be sick on you" (Sick On You, The Boys, 1977)