| Coming to The Crooked Billet should be on every tourists itinerary who visit the UK. Mind you if that is the case it will be even harder to get in so maybe not. Indeed I am tempted not to tell you where it is. But it is in Stoke Row, Oxfordshire. Sigh. Damn my honesty. Last time we came we had a LOT of starters. By we I actually mean me. As seems so common now we went with Sam, personal trainer to the stars and Alice, who puts up with Sam, trainer to the stars. What a girl. I also took Ed, my lovely nephew who has inherited the foodie gene. |
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| As always, our prestarter starter which today was bread, olives and oysters. Great flavour to the oysters. |
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| 8 hour pulled salt beef, pickled cucumber, kohlrabi |
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| home smoked duck, beetroot, pickled red cabbage, parsnip crisps |
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| Pork and black pudding scotch egg, beetroot slaw, ginger apple puree |
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| tuna sashimi, pickled chinese radish, edame beans |
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| wild mushroom and mozarella risotte cakes, roquette |
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| prawns in shell, fresh and delicious and loved seeing Ed sucking the brains out |
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| cornish wild mussels, lardons, cider cream, the lardons were thick and tasty but my dining partner missed out on any at all so I gave her some of mine |
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| St Bartholomews souffle, tomato and oregano compote, baby onions |
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| scallops black pudding pea puree |
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| veal |
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| venison |
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| steak |
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| cheese |
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| chocolate nemesis, salted caramel sauce |
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| coconut panna cotta, pineapple and mango sorbet |
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| prosecco, apple and blackberry sorbet, framboise |
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| My portion of the panna cotta, thanks Ed
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