The Pig Hotel, Bath…

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Dan and I try to go on a few dates each month, a chance for us to reconnect and talk about life without the interruptions of two wild kids.   Our dates can range from a trip to the cinema, a walk in the woods or lunch somewhere wonderful.

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Today was such a day.  Dan and I spent a lazy, food filled afternoon at The Pig Hotel near Bath.  What can I say, the whole experience was utterly incredible.  We were treated so well and the food was out of this world.

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The Pig is perfectly situated between Bristol and Bath, in a small village, surrounded by fields and trees.  The hotel is a large, imposing Georgian manor house, set in it’s own grounds.  The house itself has been beautifully and sympathetically restored, with large open fires and wobbly floorboards.  I gasped as I walked in to the restaurant area, housed in a beautiful conservatory, were unpcycled tables and chairs with mismatched cutlery and crockery. As it should be the area was filled to the brim with edible plants in terracotta pots and crates.  (think Petersham Nurseries).

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the pig hotel bath

On our table sat a small potted mizuna, some rosemary infused oil, smoked salt and the prettiest silver butter dish (which I really wanted to squirrel away with me).  So there we both sat, with big grins on our faces about to eat the most gorgeous food ever – we couldn’t have been happier. (despite the look on my face, I really was!).

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The food!  Oh my goodness the food!  We were treated to the full four course menu, and I can safely say I could have died and gone to heaven.  Our lovely and helpful waitress talked us through the menu and recommended we start with the piggie bites.  Small plates of yummy porkiness.  We had pork belly bites, black pudding balls and bacon jam on toast.

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The Pig menu is uncomplicated and full of simple British garden food, true to the seasons and influenced by the forest and coast.  The majority of the ingredients is grown in the kitchen garden or if not it is sourced locally within a 25 mile radius.

For starter I chose the broccoli tender stems with marscapone, whilst Dan opted for the Karma Ham and artichoke salad.  For my main course I just couldn’t make a decision, so the waitress advised me to try the newest dish on the menu, the barbeque featherback – which is a slow cooked piece of beef, on a bed of mash and sprout tips.  It was heaven!  Melt in the mouth good, so tender and with a smoky barbecue taste.

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Dan had the rabbit legs, which was served on a bed of carrot coleslaw and a smoky tomato sauce.

For desert (yes we did have a pud after all that food, and yes we are greedy!) I chose the rosemary cheesecake.  Light with a hint of rosemary. Perfect to eat after my beef.  Dan chose the chocolate pot which he refused to share as it was so good.

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After lunch we took our coffee into the lounge and sat near the open fire.  The decor is beautiful and I took waay to many photographs, but you can see why, the whole place is perfect.  I need a velvet sofa too!  Dan and I settled down in the corner to drink our coffee and read the paper, too full to move we relaxed, and fought off an afternoon nap.  We could have stayed there all day, but we had to be back in Bristol for school pick up.

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Outside we took a look at the walled kitchen garden.  Surprisingly found a lot of produce growing for this time of year, beetroot, sprouts, kale, cauliflower and cabbages.  Inside the greenhouse it was full of micro leaves, from rocket to nasturtium, which had adorned our plates earlier.

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If you are looking for something a bit special, for a dinner date or to seriously impress someone, the Pig Hotel is for you.  I can’t wait to go back and stay for the night – soon!

Thank you to The Pig Hotel for treating us to lunch for the purpose of this review.

All words and opinions are 100% my own.

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