Brooklyn B.
Yelp
We just ate a Sunday roast at this place today and I was flabbergasted by how good it was. Initially, it didn't look like the sort of place where one would expect to find a great meal. No one was eating and the place was half full with a few regulars. There was a good selection of crisps and pork cracklins hanging over the bar which could easily have been mistaken to be the main food source in this place.
We ordered our roasts as soon as we got inside and were offered the choice of chicken, pork or beef. The food took a long time, but once the plates arrived I understood why.
At our table we had examples of each meat choice but the beef was certainly the standout (the pork being a close runner up). I was confronted by a perfectly rare, inch thick, slice of prime rib that took up the entire plate and was then folded in half to make room for an au-gratin leek casserole, green beens, peas, honey-glazed parsnips and carrots, perfected roasted potatoes, and a giant yorkshire pudding. None of the vegetables were frozen from a bag, everything seemed homemade. They also bestowed on us little pots of good quality horseradish, mustard, and applesauce for the pork. It must have taken some time to put all this magic together.
Our table mates critiqued the roasts here in comparative terms to the Lansdowne, which they promise is as good as it gets in this vicinity. Apparently The Bank was almost as good. Having never been to the Lansdowne for the roast, I was thoroughly impressed. I couldn't even get close to eating it all. The barman seemed awfully disappointed that I didn't finish my food (everyone else's plates were so clean they looked licked), but he happily packed up the rest of it into two cute little microwave-safe takeaway boxes. I predict a mud wrestling match with the hubby to see who gets to take it for lunch tomorrow.