When a restaurant seems perpetually full you know you could be on to a good thing. Situated at one end of the atmospheric Old Town, Lathams is a small (ish), friendly and buzzing place to eat and, when we finally chose the right moment to chance our arm at a table, we tested their Sunday lunch. The menu's shorter than normal on a Sunday, but we were happy enough to choose from roast chicken, lamb or beef. Other options got little attention from us, but I noted there was a convincing vegetarian selection on offer too. We began with a compact, surprisingly fluffy fishcake and a ham hock terrine - both excellent. The roast beef had that rare tallow taste that only the happiest cows yield - when they've been allowed to hang properly. The roast potatoes were as good as any in a restaurant I've ever eaten, the Yorkshire pudding firm and soggy in all the right places and the fresh veg exactly the right side of crunchy. Ask for the gravy on the side - the food is too good to be tainted with so much sauce, fine though it was. We even got bread sauce. Sadly we were too full to try Lathams Eton Mess, but shared a creme brulee which came with a satisfyingly crunchy top above a homemade custard belting out vanilla bean flavour. All this, with a bottle of wine, water and a coffee came to just over £50. We're never eating Sunday lunch at home again.
Lathams Brasserie – Hastings