No food in the fridge is the norm by the weekend in the S.H.I.T. household, apart from a couple of out of date chicken breasts and some mouldy old carrots. I still find it downright rude that the food fairies can’t be bothered to fill it up overnight.
So, off to The Stable we went for lunch, having been told it delivers the best pizza in town.
First big tick was the spacious long wooden table we were given. We five were not squashed into a space meant for four as we so often are. There was actually room for the colouring, Lego and Star Wars paraphernalia without stressing every two seconds that the apple juices would go flying.
In fact, the whole restaurant feels spacious, with lots of wood furnishings. The tables are widely spread out so we didn’t feel like we were totally pissing off the loved-up couple in their 20’s, who had no doubt rolled out of bed after a crazy night out with their hundreds of 20-year-old mates. It’s OK, this is where I want to be now – it was empty and unfulfilling anyway…
Second big tick was the old skool corner suggesting all screens be gone with you, and good old fashioned board games be played. Which we did with gusto. Nothing better than a good game of Jenga while trying to eat. Not one mention of Pokémon Go or Dan TDM.
The kids’ pizzas arrived very quickly, each equipped with their own very sharp pizza cutter. Best whip these away from anyone under the age of 10, I suggest, as I watched the wee man gleefully brandishing his towards his sister’s left ear.
We parentals went for salads obvs because it’s January, and our bodies are now temples. Albeit not as lean and svelte as the aforementioned young, loved up couple. But you know, enough salads and talk of gym sessions, then you never know.
My crab salad was OK. The crab bit was yum but I inhaled that very quickly only to be left with a lot of lettuce drenched in dressing. But it was all a bit soggy and clearly didn’t touch the sides.
Mr S.H.I.T. enjoyed his chicken salad, but we were both looking longingly at the pizzas – they do gluten free bases and a vegan menu so thumbs up in that department.
The little S.H.I.Ts had brownies for pud. Middle child exclaimed, ‘This is the best thing I have ever tasted!’ I was left thinking, ‘But what about all the delicious beige, bread crumbed delights that Mummy lovingly dishes up?’
I kept suggesting to Eldest that she couldn’t possibly finish said brownie. She succumbed to the pressure and I shoved the leftover into my salivating gob (all gluten free I hasten to add) and it was truly amazeballs. Warm, gooey, melt in your mouth – a moment in heaven.
So, the end verdict? Who needs to be in their 20’s, shagging all morning before rolling out of bed for a hungover lunch when you’ve got lunch with your gorgeous family, no screens involved, and a brownie like that to top it off?
And the end verdict from the three little darlings? The Stable is now currently holding joint top position on the best pizza in town leaderboard, alongside Pizza Express – now that’s high praise indeed from three judges who have eaten an awful lot of pizza in their short lives.