The White Hart
What a breath of fresh air to find a proper pub that has been lovingly maintained and is in tune with the pulse of its community. The White Hart shines, with its picturesque setting by the village cricket pitch and low-timbered ceilings.
We established ourselves by the open fire, perfectly positioned in comfy armchairs to take in our surroundings with a glass in hand. We’d already checked out the seasonally changing menu online, the difficult decision-making completed before we arrived.
Moving through to the dining room, we started our evening feast with grilled asparagus and poached duck egg atop toasted ciabatta, which was enhanced by Hollandaise sauce, and pan-seared scallops accompanied by clam fritters, crispy Parma ham and saffron and harissa aioli. For the main course, I was treated to confit pork belly with ginger beer glaze, matched with black pudding croquettes, Lyonnaise potatoes and creamed leeks. My partner had the fish pie, which was wonderfully creamy, filled with smoked salmon, haddock and prawns. We spotted a selection of English wines on the menu, so chose the Silent Pool rosé, which proved a crisp yet fruity accompaniment to the meal.
Intent on fully indulging, we extended our evening stay with desserts and ordered crème brûlée with shortbread biscuits, and bread and butter pudding accompanied by apricot sauce and clotted cream. All in all, it was a lovely evening.