Home of Heston Blumenthal’s famously nuts nouveau cuisine caff (the Michelin-studded Fat Duck) Bray is also home to the big man’s lesser known Tudor-style gastropub, The Hind’s Head, serving mains for a less-than-eye-watering £15-£20.
Had the Sunday works: rare roast beef, gigantic yorkshire pudding and potatoes. Taking a really obvious pub food choice made a great comparison point with londonpubgastroaction – the verdict: it turns out Heston is indeed a genius.
The meat in this place (along with the triple-cooked chips) is just out of this world. (Word to the wise: If you’re a veggie, don’t even bother, pal.)
How to get there: Get a train from Paddington to Maidenhead – it’s walkable from there, or a 5 minute taxi ride. Booking most definitely necessary – tel. 01628 626151.
Obligatory historical gossip about the Hind’s Head Pub: Prince Philip had his stag party in the Hind’s Head back in the Summer of love (1947). Staff report it was a messy, messy night.
Back in the real world (i.e. London): Two dreadful meals, to make me wish I was back in Bray. The incomparably sh*t Navajo Joe in Covent Garden, and the ever-Masonic Hercules Pillars, which tried to confuse me by serving a dose of molten lava disguised as a microwave meal.
Hey, in London, who can tell the difference anyway these days, right?
Take me back to Bray. Heston – forget the Little Chef, it’s a losing battle – you’re already a proven man of the people.