515. A Week In Weston.

 

  The dog and I resolved to enjoy ourselves at Birmingham’s traditional seaside resort of Weston super Mare as I and my previous Labrador had done before for about thirteen years. Birmingham has no sea and Weston does and Labradors should have as much time swimming in the sea as they possibly can in their all-too-short lifetimes. Weston is also the nearest seaside resort by train to Birmingham as one can find. Hence to Weston. 

  It is a shadow of what it was in the 1950s and 60s as regards the number of visitors and the resort was very quiet during the week that we visited. Some days were wet, some windy, some cold - “fresh”, you might say - and I suppose that is why most British prefer to endure the process of flying to some hot, sunny resort in southern Europe or Turkey or further afield if they can afford it. They don’t know what they are missing. The beach at Weston is fabulous even if it’s usually too cold to sit on it for very long and the sea races in and out waiting for no man, like time, as the saying goes. It is perfect for an old bloke with a hyperactive puppy and the town is quiet and unthreatening and relaxing though most of the important shops there have closed and a lot of the people there look quite poor.

  It certainly is a town for ‘working people’ as the politicians like to call the working class in these present times. It is nowhere near posh enough for a Michelin inspector to trouble themself to visit and not middle class hipsterish enough for the Good Food Guide to take any interest in it. True, a few years ago Michelin did include the excellent Cove restaurant in the hallowed pages of its Guide but the Cove has long closed and Weston remains sans mention in either of these two publications. 

  The Cove is much missed by myself - the setting was one of overlooking the bay and was lovely especially at sunset and the unnamed chef(s) was/were masters of fish and shellfish preparation and cookery. I lunched or dined (sometimes both) there every day when I was in Weston and when the restaurant was open and its closure remains a sad event in my life. It closed, I think, about 2016 and eventually after a considerable period of dithering, the RNLI took it over as its local headquarters, ‘visitors centre’ and gift shop. The Cove did not do well on the ghastly Tripadvisor on which malign commentators wrote a number of harmful reviews which meant that The Cove was pushed well down the local rankings. Most of the negativity was centred on the admittedly at times inexplicably slow service though that may well have been because the restaurant attempted to train young people in front of house service and waiters therefore sometimes appeared cheerful and keen to help but rather slow and mildly clueless. 

  I experienced so many hours of happy dining at The Cove, indulging in some remarkably well prepared dishes - I remember a wonderful starter of delicious cauliflower panna cotta, fresh crab, various fish dishes including an ambitious and successful en papillote; The Cove served fine and well loved moules marinière. Ah! Such pleasures. Lost. But remembered. And all in Weston super Mare; who’d have thought it?

  But that was then and this is now. Of equal importance to Weston’s dining out history is the immortal Papa’s fish and chip restaurant which I have described previously. These are not triple cooked chips nor is the fish in little lumps a couple of cubic centimetres in size but generously portioned, lightly and crisply battered fine white cod meat and chips, not crispy on the outside but well cooked and tasty. The restaurant is atmospheric and its decor celebrates its history. Papa’s was my first port of call and great pleasure was derived from my cod and chips. A plate of fish and chips at Papa’s is a necessity on every visit to Weston.

  It was mid-autumn, night fell early, the weather was bipolar - raining one minute, brightly sunny the next. For the next three evenings I dined at The Old Thatched Cottage, right on the seafront, a few yards from the beach and nextdoor to my hotel. I had not eaten there for some years - I had not been impressed on my only visit there - I had fish which was badly overcooked and the waitress had seemed cold and unwelcoming. But it was time to give it another try. And  was delighted. The welcome was pleasing, the restaurant both spacious and cosy and comfortable and the menu had an emphasis on a mixture of the traditional English and traditional Greek, on the chargrilled and on the marine.

  I had a lovely prawn cocktail as my starter - a generous portion of sweet, plump crustaceans in a particularly pleasing Marie Rose sauce with a fresh crisp salad. Then for my main, a magnificently tender and tastilly grilled pork chop, lovingly French trimmed, with some exceptionally fine triple-cooked chips and a couple of sweet onion rings. This dish was a palpable hit. I rounded off with a soothing affogato and as contentedly as one might feel, I walked back to my hotel next door, taking in the mid-autumn seaside evening.

  The next evening, as starter I chose a very underwhelming dish of ‘chorizo bites’ and then for my main a truly delicious and perfectly cooked chargrilled chicken, bountiful in size, served with what I assume was a well cooked cous cous (I rarely choose to eat it so its optimal texture is not something I can comment on but this filled me with little pleasure reminding me, as it did, of small balls of tapioca though the salad and dressing - hits of refreshing mint and lemon) were lovely. For dessert, I was stuck in affogato mode - it’s such an enjoyable combination of pudding course and after dinner coffee and nice and light after a mesmerisingly generous piece of chicken.

  For my third dinner at The Old Thatched Cottage, I happily sank a toothsome pina colada to start while getting on with a very pleasing chicken liver pâté which lacked the bitterness that some examples of this dish often bring with them and on it sat an equally pleasing red onion chutney which was just right for cutting through the richness of the paté. For my main, some really excellent beer battered haddock - light crispy batter and nice, well-cooked meaty fish. The chips were excellent and the peas were fine and underlined the traditionality of it all. To be fair this was a dish I probably enjoyed more than my Papa’s fish and chips but  I would never miss the opportunity to visit Papa’s. Afterwards - well, affogato again I’m afraid.

  For my Cottage dinner, the next evening, I returned to the Greek theme. As a starter I had a generous plate of undistinguished olives with a pleasing, not overly garlicky hummus and refreshing tzatziki and some rather nice flatbread.Then for my main I chose what turned out to be a beautifully grilled chicken  thigh souvlaki - very pleasingly moist and tasty and this was served with a generously portioned fresh Greek salad, more tzatziki and flatbread.  This was a thoroughly enjoyable main course.

Rating:- 🌛🌛🌛🌛.

   The final dinner of my seaside visit was eaten at an old favourite of mind - a friendly, warm, cosy, welcoming sort of place about which I have written before - the splendid Ginger Pig Kitchen. I found that it remained as enjoyable as ever - not much has changed since my last visit (including most of the menu) but the meal gave me great pleasure. To start I chose a newcomer to the menu - a delightful, sweet French onion soup with gorgeously sweet onions, the broth hot enough to make it a dish to sip slowly and a decent cheesy crouton blanketing it all. It was accompanied by a slab of the Ginger Pig’s focaccia which is made on site and is very good.

  Then there could be nothing better on a nasty autumn evening, with a biting wind sweeping in from the Bristol Channel and the rain cascading from the black skies, than a Ginger Pig homemade pork and cider pie on a bed of very satisfactory mash, crispy rocket, a pig in a blanket, smashed peas and for me, a rather overgenerous lake of good gravy. Stuck in the top, as usual, was a crispy twig of pork crackling which had a satisfactorily not excessive crispiness. Then there could pie itself was a very good size, the pastry just right and the meat inside plentiful and tender.

For dessert, inevitably, affogato; this extravagantly enhanced with pieces of honeycomb to add to and sweeten the mix.

Rating:- 🌛🌛🌛

My week in Weston was over and I was well fed.

27-31 October 2025.

27. Locating Fine Food In Birmingham's Favourite Seaside Resort.

  If you find yourself in the West Country resort of Weston super Mare you will still hear lots of West Midlands accents on the streets, beach or in the dining establishments. For decades the resort was a favourite destination for the good citizens of Birmingham and their families (along with other West Midlanders), it being just about the nearest seaside resort to the Second City. Now it is still less than 2 hours by direct train and it is a convenient stopping off point for those journeying on to the far Deep South-west in the form of distant Cornwall.

  Weston is a resort for the Mercian working class still, not the effete middle class of London and the south-east, who might splash out to pay the prices of places like Aldeburgh, and the dining places reflect the main clientele who need to feed in the town. If you're careful, you can find passable fish and chips and 1960's style roast dinners and pies and sausages and all day breakfasts. Food which looks like it was prepared in the 21st century is alas rather rare.

  Up until last winter there was an excellent restaurant, The Cove, which when it was at the peak of its existence served the most delicious of fish dishes and some highly original other delights. I recall one fabulous starter of cauliflower panna cotta which was sheer nectar for any enthusiast of that wondrous vegetable and on numerous visits of delight to The Cove I witnessed many magnificent dishes, especially perfectly cooked fish, emerging from the restaurant's kitchens. The Cove, even in the 2018 Michelin Guide, was rightly acknowledged as an excellent place to eat but it fell foul of the howling mob of the despicable Tripadvisor, who moaned incessantly about the restaurant's sometimes rather slow service - instead of relaxing in a lovely situation with a splendid view across the bay and out to sea, and just sitting back and enjoying themselves grazing on delicious food sold for very reasonable prices the mob whinged and whined that their breakfast bacon sandwich wasn't served quickly enough. And so, in this age, of the near-illiterate informing the hopelessly ignorant by means of non-peer reviewed electronic communication, The Cove's customer numbers tailed off and the restaurant seems to have succumbed to a slow and terminal decline. Miserabile dictu.

  The Cove's sad passing would have left Weston a gastronomic desert but that Weston College took over the Winter Gardens situated on the promenade across the road from the beach and a stone's throw from the Grand Pier and opened a new restaurant in the building in September 2017 which is called Lasseter's after Dr Paul Lasseter Phillips, Weston College's Principal and Chief Executive.

  David Newman who had grown in the Weston area was appointed Head Chef having worked as a sous chef at Mendip Springs Golf Club, Head Chef at The Exchange in Bridgwater and more recently was Head Chef at Chartwell's.

  An apt attempt has been made to give the internal decor an Art Deco style and the dining room has a view out to the sea which is a delight especially on a warm bright summer evening - in this respect the restaurant conjures up memories of the view from The Cove. There is a 'pre-theatre menu' though there's little going on at Weston's theatres that makes the name seem appropriate but it is extraordinarily good value - 3 fine courses plus a glass of good wine for the ridiculously underpriced sum of £18.95p which ought to put the restaurant in the running for a Bib Gourmand though of course the theatre menu is only valid before 7PM when an a la carte menu kicks in though that too represents acceptably good value. Perhaps Lasseter's has done enough to have earned itself a Michelin Plate for 2019.

  I visited Lasseter's twice in one week and on one evening ate from the a la carte menu and on the second was offered the Pre-theatre menu which not only appealed to me because of the excellent price of the meal but also because it had a nice-sounding plaice dish on it which was missing from the a la carte menu.

  There was a cocktail menu and on my second visit I thoroughly enjoyed what was described as 'Lasseter's signature cocktail', the very quaffable 'Thyme in Somerset'. On my first visit I was tempted to try the most expensive gin on the list of gins - Williams Chase Elegant but when I enquired what was special about it that made it so more expensive than the others on the list I was told rather flatly that it was the shape of the bottle which didn't seem like a very good reason to pay an extra £1.50 to me. So I chose a glass of Hendricks and tonic instead and I was asked what type of tonic I wanted because people are choosing to drink the new varieties of tonic though not apparently for any good reason. I opted to go along with the current mode though I wasn't at all sure why I had chosen to do so and I was a little anxious about the potential inappropriateness of adding Fevertree's Elderflower tonic to my Hendricks and slice of cucumber but in fact it worked very well and assuaged my nervousness about what I did not expect to be a good combination.

  And so to the food.

Day 1 - A la carte menu - I had chicken liver pâté which was served in a generous portion but seemed a little bitter to me, a magnificent and perfectly cooked salmon en croute which was again a generous size with delightful pastry (a real gem) and then a very happy vanilla panna cotta with a quartered strawberry and strawberry coulis and blackcurrant compote, the flavour of which didn't quite match up with the strawberries.

  On Day 2 I ate from the Pre-theatre menu in which the price of the food was substantially reduced compared with the a la carte menu. I had chicken liver parfait which looked the same as the chicken liver pâté which featured on the a la carte menu and was served pleasingly in the same style as the pâté with the lovely summer freshness and lightness of pea shoots and cornichons, the sourness of which most aptly bit into the richness of the pâté/parfait. I was pleased that there was none of the previous mild bitterness that I had experienced with the pâté to be tasted in the parfait. I presume that if I had ordered from the a la carte menu on the second occasion,the bitterness would also have disappeared!

  My main course on my second visit was a beautiful whole plaice, of more than adequate size served with sauté potatoes, more pea shoots and crispy samphire which was new to me - the crispness that is - and quite enjoyable except that one or two of the stems were not crisp and more like fish bones in their consistency which wasn't so pleasant. I would have been pleased if instead of sauté potatoes nicely boiled baby potatoes, joyously buttered and perfectly salted had been served with the plaice as had been the case with the salmon en croute on my first visit. There really is a perfection in serving delicious fresh fish with buttered baby potatoes and nothing else more complicated.

  For the second time I had the panna cotta for dessert and this was served looking much more elegant on this second occasion and pleasingly without the blob of contrasting blackcurrant compote.

The meals were not perfect but they were thoroughly enjoyable and announced that refined modern British food, at an excellent price, is available in Weston.

  Some of the dishes on the menu - the pâté for instance - lead you back to British gastronomic pre-history but they look very much of the moment as served up in Lasseter's. My main regret is that the menus do not achieve what those of The Cove gave us - lovely and beautifully cooked fresh fish. There is fish and chips but I would like to see more marine fish dishes on the menu. After all the beach and the sea (when the tide is in) are only a few yards away across the road from Lasseter's and judging by the salmon en croute and beautiful plaice chef can certainly handle fish dishes to perfection. Perhaps the restaurant could serve a special fish dish every day to give those diners who wish chance to enjoy fish at its most interesting and delicious while looking out at a sea scene.

  Still, after the passing of The Cove it's very pleasing to know that Birmingham-on-Sea has Lasseter's fine dishes on offer to those who want more than fish and chips, curries and the tedium of burgers.

  The Cove, sadly missed:-