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Sunday Roast (11:30am – 1:30pm)

We have started to do a traditional Sunday roast, every week from 11:30am until 1:30pm.  The meat will change from week to week but expect beef, lamb and pork on a regular rotation.  Please call the pub on Sunday morning for more details.

Typically the roast will be served will potatoes, two or three different vegetables, Yorkshire pudding and of course gravy!!  The price is $14 + TAX

The Sunday roast is an integral part of British culture.  All Sunday activities revolve around the creation, consumption and aftermath of the roast.  In most households, cooking will begin in the morning.  The amount of food produced is normally way in excess of what would be required for the size of the family unit.  This is normal.  In many households it is traditional for family members to go down the pub before lunch is served.  This behavior normally irks the person cooking but is nonetheless tradition.  In the old days, several phone calls to various local drinking establishments were necessary in order to get everybody back around the dinner table in a timely manner.  Nowadays it is more customary to just text a few four-letter expletives to those wayward family members.  After many hours of work, consumption of the roast is normally achieved fairly quickly.  There would be some conversation around the dinner table before people slowly drifted off to different parts of the house in order to take a nap.  After lunch, it is common for people to sit in the living room in front of an open fire watching movies.  We would watch old black and white war movies or Cary Grant movies or just about anything that was at least 30 years old.  Of course, a few z’s is standard practice.  At some point, the frighteningly large pile of washing up must be tackled; this normally causes a lot of tension and anxiety in the typical family unit.  After eating and drinking such large quantities, nobody is very excited about spending an hour doing dishes.  In my experience it is better to get it done and out of the way so that when one wakes up, one can focus on the more important task of going back to the pub.  Leftovers are numerous.  Potato and vegetable can be mashed together and served as Bubble and Squeak.  On returning to the pub, one may discover the landlord asleep on the bar in the same place he was when you left a few hours earlier.  This is the traditional Sunday roast in the UK.


  1. ken richards on August 21, 2018 at 10:05 am

    remember that well, wife brought my sunday lunch to the pub and slapped it on the bar to embarrass me

    • Marcus on December 12, 2018 at 5:00 pm

      Sorry, only just saw this. Yeah, we used to dread the phone ringing at the pub – always knew it would be my mum or someone else’s wife or mother. Christmas Day was always the worst but then the landlord usually wanted to kick us out that day…. ‘ain’t you go no ‘omes to go to…..’ Fond memories!!

  2. Tom Emmerson & Linda on December 9, 2018 at 6:28 pm

    As we learned during our time in London in the 60s & 70s, the family went to church. The pubs did not open on Sundays until noon, which was convenient for the men — and women, too, because they could go home and get busy preparing the joint, etc., without having to deal with the man (though those who didn’t go to the local often watched TV and read the tabloids.

    We trust your menu includes Brussels sprouts and, for the sake of tradition, processed peas that resembled bullets and could easily have hurt someone if fired from a sling shot. Cabbage might be included, too, but had to be thoroughly boiled. Thank god for immigrants who brought recipes from Europe, Africa and the Middle East, even Asia. Coffee came, too…. real coffee that had taste… though it took a long while before it displaced tea as The Drink. –Tom Emmerson . (P.S. How close am I to accurate in your experience as a real Brit. Not on the Sunday menu, but very important on the food list were crumpets. When we first arrived in 1964, we cut them horizontally, and toasted them over our 3-ring electric burner. Needless to say, when buttered, the top half replicated a sieve….. Eventually, the penny dropped and we toasted the whole crumpet by turning it over. (But we NEVER ruined the crumpet by spreading Marmite on it (0r anything else).

    Another P.S. The kids, if they were good, were treated to Ribena which is one big reason Brits had such bad teeth. You?

    • Marcus on December 12, 2018 at 4:55 pm

      Well, pretty close apart from the ‘bullet peas.’ My mum’s Sunday roast would always include roast potatoes, Brussels sprouts, creamed swede, roast parsnips, home-made gravy, Yorkshire puddings and of course the meat. The meat would alternate between lamb, pork and beef. When pork was on the menu we would always fight over the crackling!! When I was living at home, Sunday lunch would involve a trip down the pub. Sometimes I wouldn’t be back in time but found that warmed-up roast is delicious!! Then I would sit in front of the log fire and watch some old black and white movie on BBC2 or CH4, perhaps a WW-II movie or Cary Grant movie of some such. I would invariably fall asleep and would wake up to One Man and his Dog or Thora Hird and Songs of Praise. The latter was usually my cue to go back down the pub. Arriving back down the pub at opening time I did on more that one occasion find the landlord crashed out on the bar from lunch! Sunday was always my favorite day to do drinking!!

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