Unfortunately not the best experience.. I’ll try and lace this review with something positive though. PMA and all that! This was the only place we could find a table to book. We had both visited years ago though and expected a similarly enjoyable meal. However, the atmosphere was flat, tables are so close together you’re basically sat on randomers laps. Half wondered why we hadn’t needed to put our keys in a bowl at the door… The back door was left open so it was freezing. Nothing like needing to wear a coat inside, what a treat! Our second round of drinks failed to appear, ever, and the food was cold. A common theme though in that respect I guess, cold! My partners steak.. well.. I wouldn’t have fed that to my dog. One of the two steaks was literally still chewing grass as it landed on the plate. Part of the food order failed to arrive, despite being promised it three times. I’m actually pretty convinced the table next door ended up with that. I was basically sat on the chaps lap so maybe I should’ve asked him if he had ordered them or if they’d just accepted them for the crack. That couple mysteriously stopped talking when they heard us say repeatedly what hadn’t turned up.. and on that note! A steak knife didn’t turn up until easily midway through a luke warm offering of overpriced food either. Didn’t know my partner was a butcher, but he definitely gave that semi-alive steak a good try. Such a shame. But the staff were lovely and chatty! So, well done to them. The salt and pepper dispensers were quite interesting too. Oh! And I liked the gin. Shame the second didn’t appear as maybe I would’ve forgotten the dire state of affairs food wise and left a glowing comment.
The Bull – Shrewsbury