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So for the first time in these reviews, the random number generator took me to Pangbourne. Is there anywhere else near Pangbourne that should (or shouldn’t!) be on my to-do list?
I’d heard mixed reviews about The Swan – some are highly in praise, others in disdain. From what I gather, it seems to switch periodically between joy and pain, depending upon pub management, so my expectations were confused.
Having a glance at other tables as I came in, I was struck by the amount of people eating almost irrationally perfectly round burgers – with just a couple tempted by the roast dinners.
Some of the comments I’d heard about The Swan were that the service was poor – I remember many years ago going for drinks and it taking forever to get served, however the young lady that greeted me was very pleasant and helpful – she was enthusiastic about the chicken in particular, along with trying to upsell to me – though upselling to a Yorkshireman is close to mission impossible.
Upon her advice, I ordered the chicken. The only other option was the beef, and a wise man once told me only to order beef if you are confident the venue will know how to cook it. And I wasn’t confident.
So 15 minutes later, it arrived. And my initial thoughts were that it was well-presented.
But it was jus, not gravy as advertised by the menu.
I’m going to start with the “gravy” for a change. As you can see it was very thin and watery – some of it delightfully splashed onto my decade-old misshapen t-shirt to add to my slightly shabby look of the day. It was however inoffensive, adding nothing in the way of taste of substance – which given the distasteful jus’ served in some other wannabe venues, was a relief.
I did order more and it came in a very inconvenient milk thimble, which wasn’t the easiest to pour, or hold given how hot the liquid was.
The vegetables were a mixed medley, in more ways than one.
First up was the swede, which came in baby-bite sized chunks, and was very much on the soft side, with a slightly bitter, yet slightly nutty taste. Not bitter in a bad way, may I add.
Then there were some fine green beans which were slightly less cooked than my personal preferences – they had that slightly squeaky rubbery texture to them.
And definite points for the roasted peppers – an unusual inclusion on a roast, I hadn’t even considered roasted peppers on my own roast dinners previously, and it kind of worked. Slightly sweeter than a pepper assumes normally to be.
Next up were the roast potatoes. And they were actually roasted. But the big question is – when were they roasted? As it certainly wasn’t any time close to been presented. They very much had that cooked 6 hours ago and microwaved feel to them. On the bright side, there were 4 of them. Ooooh the generosity.
I was a little disappointed about the amount of chicken served, especially given it was one of my more expensive roasts of late – just a chicken breast. Albeit a nice-sized chicken breast – not one of the under-developed chickens that a certain chicken-franchise seems peri much to specialise in.
It was tender and there was surprisingly enough of it. By the end of the meal, my somewhat over-sized belly was full, despite not having eaten since breakfast, 8 hours ago.
I didn’t quite understand the stuffing. Served in thin-burger form, I was a little confused. Stuffing should come in home-made lumps, like at The Shoulder Of Mutton. Not in flat burger form. It didn’t add anything to the meal, I didn’t even taste any particular herb. It was just kind of there. I wonder if they put it on top of their burgers?
Finally, the Yorkshire pudding. It was fairly large, soft on the bottom (post-jus) and crispy on the edges – cooked just right. A really good yorkie.
My closing thoughts after eating matched my thoughts upon the roast arriving – more style than substance.
But this has to be taken into context of very good presentation. There are points gained for an excellent Yorkshire pudding, and creativity on the vegetable side, though points lost for assumedly-microwaved roast potatoes and the drearily-thin but inoffensive jus.
Also it was a touch on the pricey side for what it was – £14.00 plus a 10% service charge. If I had realised that there was a 10% service charge I would have walked to the bar to get my beer – £4.50 for a pint of Estrella plus 10% is almost London prices. Given that I had two drinks, I could have saved myself 90p.
Generally I don’t stray away from my immediate rating too much, I allow a little time for my thoughts to settle, and the more I think about this dinner, the more contented I am with it.
I shall give it a score of 7.1 out of 10.
I really do wonder why so many people were having the burger though. Touching upon something that the indelibly descriptive Edible Reading tweeted about the other day, perhaps there is need for someone to find the best burger around Reading? If I had the time and money, I would be onto it.
There really should be more than 2 food blogs for the local area. Best sandwich, best fish and chips, best kebab, best breakfast, best salad, a vegetarian-only blog. Maybe one day my mission will be complete and I can tackle another subject. But until then, I shall just sit here and hope for someone else to grab a keyboard.
Next Sunday I’m going to somewhere that has been highly recommended to me by several people. It is two months since I’ve had an excellent roast dinner. It feels overdue.