Beyond the woods at the end of the garden sits the road to old boars hill. If you stand by that road, in a break in the trees you can look down on a patchwork quilt of fields and hedges that roll down to the birthday cake dreaming spires. H suggested supper at the fox inn on boars hill on her birthday evening.
It was a warm summer night and we sat outside on the garden terrace of that lovely old inn with it's ingle nook fire places and watched the air balloons sail by. Then ate a delicious supper of pan fried duck with sweet chilli noodles, the best ever mediterranean vegetable ravioli (really the thinnest and tastiest fresh pasta ever) or rump steak and pulled pork burger; followed by scrumptious brambly apple pie with shortcrust (yey just like mother used to make and not, puff pastry) served with warm custard sauce....and no washing up...heavenly...The perfect way to spend a Tuesday evening.
...have you had any nice suppers out recently?
delightful! We haven't eaten outside at a restaurant lately but we did have a nice cold front that had us eating our salads outside on the patio chairs. It was wonderful :)ReplyDelete
I'm glad that you have enjoyed some al fresco eating recently too Karen. I hope you have more cool weather.Delete
The Fox looks like such a lovely, quaint little place to spend a birthday dinner. The food looks delicious! Happy Birthday to H!ReplyDelete
We have driven past that pub so many times over the years but I think that was probably the first time we actually went in. It was really worth the visit as the food was amazing and such a lovely evening.Delete
Ps thanks for H's birthday message.