Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

Wellington's Bootiful Fare

Newspaper article Evening Chronicle (Newcastle, England)

Wellington's Bootiful Fare

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Byline: By Gordon Barr

The WEellington

Riding Mill

Northumberland

Tel: (01434) 682 531

More years ago than he would care to remember, my dining partner had a very memorable night at this pub.

It was his 18th birthday, all his mates were there, he over-indulged somewhat and, suffice to say, didn't manage to keep much down when he returned home.

It's a tale his mother was more than happy to recall as we sat down for our Sunday lunch at the Wellington. This time we all over-indulged again but, I'm happy to say, we had no bad after-effects at all, just happy memories!

He and his mother had actually been to The Wellington just days earlier and enjoyed their meal so much they suggested I try the place out for review. I'm glad they did.

The Wellington actually dates back to 1660 but it is as up-to-the-minute with its food choices as it possibly can be. It has a traditional country pub feel to it inside and retains an air of spaciousness about it, despite it being packed with diners.

As it was bustling when we arrived, staff member Matt took our names and told us he'd sort out a table as soon as he could. After ordering drinks from the bar (my pint of Dizzy Dick was as smooth as they come), we were seated within minutes ( great service, and something which continued from all we encountered during our meal there.

As well as an extensive menu, The Wellington, which is much more an eating place than a bar (at least on Sunday afternoons) also has a great selection to choose from on the specials board ( which is where we selected our starters from.

He must hate eating out with his mum and I, as hardly a meal goes by when we don't insist of sampling what's on his plate. And his mushroom rarebit didn't disappoint. The mushrooms had an exquisite taste, while the strong, melted cheese just added to the gorgeous flavour.

I shared my trio of black pudding and red onion and cranberry marmalade with his mum. It was chosen on her recommendation, and once again she proved herself a woman of impeccable taste. It was a strange assortment of flavours, but one that worked remarkably well. …

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