It's taken us a while, but we finally managed to get inside The Village Inn. After months of refurbishment, false dawns and several visits finding said pub closed, we gained access, metaphorical note books in hand.
Buriton is a lovely little village, making you feel like you have travelled back in time to when life was much simpler. When children played merrily in the park and lunatics were never voted in to seats of extreme power. This picturesque corner of the world is blessed with two pubs, but it is the newer of the two which was to get our full attention.
This pub feels clean and new in a wooden kind of a way. It has tried to keep some essence of the country pub, without shunning the trappings of modernity. Being that the winter chill was in full swing outside, it was a relief to get inside and feel some semblance of warmth. It was however only a temporary reprieve. After settling down it became clear that it could have been a bit warmer, though in fairness, the obliging manager kindly switched on a heater which happened to be next to our chosen table.
We were given a lunchtime menu to peruse, this didn't offer the widest selection, but enough for most people to find something that appeals. There wasn't much that would suit my fussy tastes, so I ended up going for the fish and chips, Dad opting for gammon, egg and chips. All chips on the menu were advertised as triple cooked, this peaked our interest, both of us being fans of the thrice cooked chip. The manager was reassuringly informed about the food on offer, happily explaining where the produce was sourced and championing its freshness, he also told me that the fish and chips were excellent. Incidentally, an average meal here will set you back somewhere in the region of £12.
When the food arrived, it looked good, my one concern being the colour of the previously mentioned triple cooked chips, but more of that later. We had been told how fresh the super fresh fish was, and so it proved. It was indeed a beautiful piece of fish in a perfect batter. The tartar sauce was delicious and clearly home made. Dad was happy with his gammon, and eggs is eggs, but as much as Dad has told me I shouldn't go on about chips too much, in this case it is important and we would be failing in our duty should we shy away from such a topic. It pains me to say it, but the chips weren't cooked enough, many of them still being unpleasantly hard within their crisp jacket. What I'm struggling with, is how a chip that's been cooked three times can still remain resolutely uncooked. Let's now put that to one side, hoping that this was an unfortunate one off.
This is a nice pub, run by a keen, enthusiastic and informed manager. It has also only been open for business a few weeks at the time of writing, so will understandably still be finding its feet. We shall return at some point in the future to see how things are working out, but until then, go and see for yourself and let us know what you think.
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