Alex F.
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For some time I’ve wanted to visit the Waterman Arms, so it was lovely to be treated!
This is the place if you CAN cook a roast, because it’s incredible. To walk there along the river… perchance to dream of great wine, a warm smiling team and dishes that hit above and beyond a simple tradition.
Of course we started with a glass of rose fizz to down a sleek oyster with sweet & sour vinaigrette that felt like a sexy playlist.
White ragu with lentils and cavelo Nero was just sublime and not a normal Sunday starter… which we complimented with two others. Black trompettes with lentils and cheese were earthy, rich and fab! Cod’s roe with fritters and shavings of artichoke bounced off the tongue and welcomed an already happy belly.
There’s a great fish and steak board, but when you do see the Sunday roast options wandering to other tables, it’s gonna make you think. Pork was also top of mind with Porchetta rings of fat meaty flavour, glistening with dark golden armour in the form of crackling.
The sides are also not sides, but like sidekicks, pack a punch on the flavour and texture profile. Roast potatoes were carved like a mattress you’d want to lay on later. Carrots chunky, bold and finely dressed with leek. Seasonal sprouts and spout tops were a fictional warm caesar salad riff that was showing how sprouts can turn up.
We devoured, conquered and potentially left some small grains for the gods. Close to exploding and reaching the heavens, we may of had to have a rule of ‘3’ with a totally underrated dark chocolate, sea salt and olive oil sorbet, that seamed to form sweet layers and topped the evening.
I’m incredibly lucky to be taken for such an incredible night of Hospitality that makes me want to run that much further along the river every week from my flat.
Thanks to the team and my incredible partner for treating me.