We went to the Seven Dials branch, as someone else who raved about it had claimed that this was their best one. Once you head down the stairs, you’re greeted by a bar. However, it wasn’t drinks I was after. It was meat.
Here is where the meat was happening.
I can’t tell you how nice it was to see these faces again.
I’d like to think they thought the same thing about my mug of a face.
I absolutely love how they had cocktails as their pre-prandials on their menu. As tempted as I was, Christmas in Australia is coming up, and I have a beach bod to worry about. BBD is back and bigger than ever.
Okay, ‘bigger than ever’ may be a lie. But it’s happening. Dad ordered his standard beer, which Mum tasted and said had so much flavour.
I had to taste it for myself. Confirmed, she was correct.
Mum had a cheeky virgin mojito.
I was trying to resist alcohol, but red wine just goes so well with a steak. And I love red wine. The combination of the two are lethal for the BBD. Oh well, if you’re going to have alcohol, it may as well be a red!
We waited eagerly for our selection of starters to arrive.
As always, we stuck them in the middle to share so we could try a bit of everything.
Potted Smoked Mackerel isn’t one of my must-orders, so for me it was good, but everyone else raved about how amazing it was. If you like smoked mackerel, then I’m sure you’ll love this.
I stayed away from the Baked Beetroot with Hazelnut and Horseradish dish as I’m not a massive fan of beetroot at all. It’s one of the few foods that I really don’t like.
The Brixham Crab on Toast was really good. As tempting as the toast looked, I managed to stay away.
The Tamworth Belly Ribs was really, really yummy. The only problem was a lot of the pork was fat which was a shame, but the meaty parts were so delicious.
My tummy was all warmed up and ready to go. Hannah and Grandma both ordered the roast. Hawksmoor do a fantastic Sunday roast with all the trimmings for only 19.50 pounds, so it’s well worth visiting just for that! And look at how much of a beauty it is…
Check out that big mama Yorkshire pudding.
The centrepiece of our meal finally arrived – our 1.1kg chataubriand.
I was, of course, in charge of ordering the sides. I was too excited for the beef dripping chips. I wanted to avoid carbs but how could I not order something that sounded so delicious?! I was literally picturing beef dripping chips, and was a little disappointed to see they were more or less normal chips. There was nothing dripping about it.
We also got some other delicious sides, like portobello mushrooms (which were standard mushrooms), creamed spinach (which weren’t too creamy, but just perfect) , fresh greens (which were a little chewy), and sweet potato (which was amazing).
This picture doesn’t even do this beef justice on how delicious it looked.
We were too excited to dig in.
Helping number 1.
I also ordered some bone marrow gravy to drown my meal in.
The chips were definitely dripping now.
I was a happy one.
I was also a very hungry one, and 2 and a half helpings later, I had demolished it. As did Ming.
So did Hannah. And that was a big-ass roast.
You know how when you’re little and tell your parents you don’t want to finish your food, and then they threaten you with no dessert so you tell them that there’s that little space in your tummy saved for dessert? I think that’s genuinely true – there is always a little space in my tummy for dessert.
Daddy Bridges always has a little space in his tummy left for a good sticky (dessert wine).
Ming, Hannah and I are all obsessed with sticky toffee pudding. It’s easily one of my favourite (if not my all-time favourite) desserts. Instead of ordering the sticky toffee pudding, Ming ordered the sticky toffee sundae, which had layers of ice-cream, toffee and pudding. It was absolutely unbelievable. I was so jealous and kept stealing spoonfuls for myself.
I ordered the Crunchie Cheesecake as well, which I couldn’t resist. I was a little disappointed that there wasn’t really any cheesecake crust, and there could have been a lot more chocolate and honeycomb and a little less cheesecake. It was still creamy and decadent, therefore it ended up being Dad’s favourite dessert of the night.
I also had to order a scoop of popcorn ice-cream as I was desperate to know how it tasted. It tasted (obviously) just like popcorn, and was actually delicious.
However, I think mine was my ultimate favourite (actually, on par with the sticky toffee sundae). The Peanut Butter Shortbread was absolutely incredible. It’s a moist shortbread pastry filled with warm chocolate, topped with salted caramel ice-cream. Oh. My. God.
It was one of those desserts that was so good that as much as I wanted everyone to try it to experience the amazingness of it, I just couldn’t bring myself to share it.
I said my BBD was back, didn’t I? Whoops.