The Bitter End
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A pub in Cockermouth serving hearty British dishes including Sunday roasts with beef, steak and ale pie, and chicken wings. The soup of the day changes regularly. There’s a selection of beers, including a strong pale ale. Visitors often book ahead as it gets busy. Gluten-free options are available. Nearby guesthouses sometimes recommend it to visitors. Some return annually, making it part of their traditions.
Customer Reviews
Well, where do I start with this culinary masterpiece? The mashed potatoes were a triumph of modern convenience, tasting suspiciously like they’d taken the scenic route from a packet straight to my plate. Sticky, bland and utterly unforgettable for all the wrong reasons. The gravy was equally impressive if you enjoy warm brown water with a hint of disappointment. The vegetables bravely carried the meal on their shoulders. Fair play to them, they almost tasted like actual food. As for the Cumberland sausages, they certainly looked the part. Unfortunately, that’s where the performance ended. One bite confirmed they’d clearly been enjoying an extended holiday under a hot plate before being served. £11.95 for these dainty portions and this level of “quality” is remarkable. Not every establishment can charge nearly twelve quid for something that feels like a school dinner on a bad day. Bravo.
We had a Sunday Roast (Beef) and The Steak & Ale pie and we all agreed it was lovely! The beef particularly was of a very high quality. Soup of the day and Chicken wings for starter were also delicious. Great pub overall! :)
The jewkle did pour, like an ecstatic torrent in the Garden of Eden. 5.7% of pure joy. A bit of hush, please, while we reflect on a public house of grandeur. Of import. Of glory. Like the obelisk that supports Lord Nelson, this imperious house of fun is buttressed by a brewery most fine. And England expects that every man does his duty. Come all ye boozers, to the Bitter End.
