"Nice pub but they don't get "carvery""
A review of The Greyhound by P Jameson - Sunday 7th of March 2010
We’ve just been here for the first time for Sunday lunch.
A nice pub with very nice staff, but a bizarre idea of what constitutes a “carvery”.
I you go there expecting “carvery” to mean that joints of proper, actual meat are carved in front of you, prepare to reassess your worldview.
At the Greyhound you are presented with four rectangular trays all full of identically shaped, thin slices of supermarket style “deli” meat, processed into large tube shapes, curling under the lights. Ugh!
I knew the first tray contained either chicken or turkey (turned out it was what passes for turkey in Greyhoundland), as it was white meat, but the other three could have been anything. I had to ask what this amorphous and sorry looking collection was and replied in the affirmative on the mention of lamb. Turned out even the attractive young lady serving couldn’t tell the difference either as I got pork! And, yes, the meat really did taste like processed rubbish.
To be fair the remaining part of the “carvery” meal was ok, but if you want a “carvery” for goodness sake avoid this place.
Perhaps they’ve been so rattled by the mythical ghost they don’t like hanging about long enough to roast proper meat.
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