Monday, September 17, 2007


On the main street in St David's, a place that has far too many restaurants of far too low a quality, some friends recommended we try Cwtch*. It's pronounced cutsh and that asterisk is important.

Well we went twice and would have gone every night. It's a lovely, deceptively large, restaurant (rooms at the back and upstairs not obvious from the road) which does loads of simple stuff well. Offered a drink within seconds of arriving. Supplies of home made bread provided while the freshly cooked food is prepared. Tap water without fuss.

We particularly enjoyed, as the late Jeremy Round was fond of saying, everything. Potted crabs, courgette and fennel soup, scallops, belly pork, lemon sole, rib eye steak, tagliatelli with goats cheese, lemon posset, strawberry plate, creme brulee and bara brith and butter pudding. Fine wine by the glass, local beer and good decaf coffee. £35-£40 a head.

147 miles to go again tonight. I'm tempted.

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