Baja, Bedford

Bedford has always been missing something when it comes to restaurant choice. Foregoing the obvious omissions of chains such as Ask or Cafe Rouge, there has been one giant missing piece which my taste buds have not thanks me for since moving to the town; the lack of a Mexican restaurant.

Whilst many may not agree with me that Mexican food is some of the tastiest, loveliest, most homely cuisine you can honour your tongue with, I happen to absolutely love it. So as soon as I saw the sign, I was in like a shot to make a reservation (definitely something to consider if you want to go at peak times).

My calamari starter.

Let’s be honest with ourselves for a moment though. When you’ve been waiting for and wanting something for a long time, in the end it’s more than likely to disappoint. So it was with a certain amount of trepidation that I entered Baja yesterday evening ready, as ever an Englishman tends to be, for disappointment. What I got was an explosion of spice, flavour and a sense that I’d been returning to this place again and again. I’d just found the best food in Bedford by quite some way.

The restaurant itself is clean and modern, with just the right amount of colour to set the scene. A combination of tables and booths overlook, well not too much to be honest. The view outside wasn’t spectacular (just some empty shops), but the view on my table turned out to be more than adequate. (As an aside, the bar at the back of the restaurant does have a better outlook, with the Castle Mound and river just in sight).

I started with a bowl of Breaded Calamari and Tentacles, which was not only delicious, but also came in a portion that could feed a family of four. I’m definitely not complaining though; the squid was a perfect texture and the breadcrumbs gave a satisfying crunch. Spot on.

Enchilada and frijoles.

There was the risk that after such a humongous starter, there wouldn’t be any room left for the main course. That was until it made its heavenly appearance on the table in front of me. My Enchilada was stuffed with chicken, Mexican rice and beans, and sat on a bed of passata. Topped off with melted Monterey Jack cheese, salsa and crema, it practically melted in the mouth. There was a hint of coriander running through the dish, which set the whole thing off for me.

As my Mexican-loving eyes are probably too big for my belly, I also chose Frijoles as a side. Black, pinto and kidney beans, refried and topped with crema and melted cheese. They were truly stunning. I could have happily sat and had a couple of those as a meal on their own.

The Big Baja Salad

My dining companions’ food was also very well received. In particular, the Big Baja Salad was a definite hit, coming in its own huge edible tortilla bowl and with more lamb than any one person would dare to eat in one sitting (again, not a complaint).

Desert was a big no as we were all completely stuffed from the wonderful food, though next time I’ll try and save enough room to sample a Sweet Chimichanga.

The only real disappointment was with our cocktail. Our mojitos tasted of not much other than rum and definitely needed more than the single leaf of mint that had been put in the glass.

But that’s not really much of a complaint, when the meal itself was so well prepared. I made a point of saying before the meal arrived that I hoped I would finally find a restaurant in Bedford that I would want to return to frequently. I found it.

Without a shadow of a doubt, this is a five star review. *****

Take a look at their menu over at www.bajabedford.co.uk.

Meson Don Felipe, The Cut, Southwark

Halfway through the devine food at Meson Don Felipe

I’ve never really had tapas before, apart from a single go on a trip to Barcelona. Not that I knew what I was ordering at that point. I pointed at something on the menu and up turned some tiny little octopi on a plate. Not that I was complaining; I wolfed those bad boys down in an instant. But I never really took a proper look at the menu or used the opportunity to give the dishes a proper go.

All that changed on a trip to Meson Don Felip in Southwark. I’d been told about this place quite some time ago as it’s @Mooley’s favourite tapas restaurant and she couldn’t wait to take me along for a try. So on a cultural trip to London we did just that.

It’s a blink-and-you’ll-miss-it kind of a place. How do I know this? Because I blinked and missed @Mooley heading for the entrance. It’s a stone’s throw from Southwark Tube station, so even the lazy can amble down the street without too far to go.

If you’ve paid attention and managed to get yourself through to door, you’re greeted by a large central bar and numerous two-seater tables around the edges, with a few larger ones towards the back. Although quiet when we arrived for our Saturday lunch, I was informed that in an evening you’ll have to book in order to get a table.

We ordered a big old jug of Sangria to get us going whilst we gazed at the menu. I had no idea what to try, so in the end we settled on six dishes to share between us. These were (and apologies for not catching their proper names):

  • Fried calamari
  • Pork meatballs in tomato sauce
  • Courgettes topped with mushrooms and cheese
  • Potatoes in tomato sauce
  • Broad beans with cured smoked ham and mint
  • Lamb skewers on a bed of couscous

There’s only really one way I can adequately sum up exactly what the food was like that day. And that’s to tell you that it was exceptional.

Worth every penny: the deserts at Meson Don Felipe

I dived head-first into the large pile fried calamari I had to myself, given @Mooley’s usual tendency to become ill after eating it. It was the start of a beautiful friendship between myself and the plate in front of me. The pork meatballs in tomato sauce were mouthwateringly good; the potatoes too. My topped courgettes had a satisfying crunch to them, balancing the huge mound of cheese and mushrooms with the vegetable underneath. The broad beans were also, quite frankly, the nicest I’ve ever tasted. But best of all were the lamb skewers. @Mooley knew what she was doing when she ordered those and ensured that I only got a taste, whilst the rest went on her plate! But I can’t blame her. Tender really isn’t the word to describe the meat. Even the couscous it sat on was lovely, and I normally hate couscous. The only way you can really find out how good it was though is to head there yourself.

And I insist that you do. You can cut down on the cost by only indulging in a couple of dishes. But where’s the fun in that? If there’s room to move on the table once your meal has arrived, then you clearly haven’t ordered enough!

We rounded the meal off with a couple of deserts, though by this point the Sangria had taken hold and all I can tell you is that both my pastry-based pudding and @Mooley’s chocolatey one were delicious.

It was with a heavy heart that I left Meson Don Felipe that day, but it’s all the better for knowing that I’ll be returning whenever the opportunity arises.

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Quite frankly one of the nicest meals I've ever eaten. The food, waitresses and chefs are all authentically Spanish and absolutely top class.

Riverside Grill, Bedford

The rather tasty Moorish Burger

The Riverside Grill seems to be a bit of a blessing for Bedford. The town has been having quite a bit of trouble filling all of the units in their fairly new Castle Quay area; a development of apartments and boutique shops, just off the High Street. It’s a nice, quiet location which unfortunately suffers due to it being so secluded. This restaurant seems to be helping to turn the area’s fortunes around.

My and @Mooley’s trip to the Grill was our second attempt at eating there. Although they tried to be accommodating on our first try, there clearly wasn’t enough room for us to sit without a reservation for lunch, which we saw as a very good sign. So we booked up for the following day and proceeded to turn up twenty minutes late. We were in luck and they hadn’t given away our table (though it was much quieter than it had been previously).

Although billed as a grill, the menu would suggest otherwise. There are far more items in their Speciality Burgers section of the menu than From The Grill. Nor is the grill selection particular extensive. They only offer rump or ribeye steaks, with pork chops, chicken, king prawns and grilled halloumi cheese thrown in for good measure (with a Riverside Mixed Grill getting you some of everything to share).

After choosing our wine (a nice Chilean Merlot), we headed straight for the main course and I opted for the strange-sounding Moorish Burger, which was ground lamb with homemade minty babaganoush and hummus. I must say, the meat was very good and the toppings worked extremely well. Unfortunately the bun was a little too toasted and had I tried to pick it up, the bread would have been no use at keeping all the saucy goodness inside. But it tasted great. The double-cooked chips were also very good and I found that the salad actually added to the meal, rather than can often happen and it becomes something you feel compelled to eat because it’s on your plate, rather than being something you actually want to chow down on.

Unfortunately, @Mooley’s meal was not so good. She opted for a steak which, although enormous (massively so) was simply not up to scratch. It was cooked perfectly well, but the amount of fat and gristle was frankly unacceptable. A huge vien of it running down the centre eventually called time upon a steak which the chef had clearly not taken his time over. I blame both the butcher and whoever cooked it. At some point someone should have checked that the steak was of good enough quality to be served and certainly not fobbed-off on the lunchtime crowd. And the steak certainly should not be explained away by the waiter by suggesting that “all steaks are different”. Unacceptable. The meal also took an age to arrive, in a room that certainly wasn’t at capacity. More chefs and waitresses are definitely needed.

We were offered free deserts after complaining, but we opted for a couple of coffees instead, before heading elsewhere to finish our meal off. Disappointing would be how I’d describe the experience of eating at the Riverside Grill. Which really is a shame as there aren’t enough quality restaurants in Bedford, and certainly nothing much else yet to bring you in to the Castle Quay area.

Rating
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Whilst I can certainly recommend the burgers to anyone looking for an alterative to a McDonalds or a Burger King, the steaks on offer are simply not good enough.

Coach House at The Ship, Bedford

The stunning food at the Coach House at The Ship, Bedford.

The Ship is a rather unassuming place from the outside and is something of a rarity in Bedford town centre, in that it’s actually very nice. Log fires and real ale are the order of the day, along with a good selection of whiskeys. It’s a great place to have a quiet drink during the week (unless you happened upon our charity pub quiz the other night), but really comes alive at the weekend, especially during the summer. I’ve been on several occasions when it’s impossible to move due to the crowds.

This gem of a pub hides one more little secret though. That secret is the Coach House at the back. A tiny room housed in an off-shoot of the main building holds around ten tables with maximum seating for around twenty people a night. Very nicely decorated and lit, it’s a lovely place for both a romantic dinner or a party for ten. But what makes this place different is that you cook your own food. And what a superbly delicious idea that is!

Although the starters looked good from the menu, both @Mooley and I decided that we wanted to head straight to the main course to sample the steaks we had heard so much about. Whilst waiting for them to be prepared we indulged in a glass of rather nice Rioja each, though neglected to make a note of what it was we were drinking.

Dinner didn’t take too long to get to us, and what a sight it was! The picture really doesn’t do justice to the sheer scale of the food we were given. As we have similar tastes, both @Mooley and I ordered the 8oz Aberdeen Angus fillet steak, chips and vegetables, with a side of onion rings. But this was no pub grub. This was food the likes of which I’ve not seen in Bedford before. The homemade chips were of an enormous size, but didn’t suffer at all for it. In fact the outside was just the right amount of crispy and the inside was fluffy and white. The seasonal vegetables were numerous and flavoursome, and the onion rings were spot on.

What can I say about the meat though? It was as thick as footballer’s wife and sizzling as it was brought out on top of a volcanic rock, which seemed to have been heated up to the temperature of the sun. The top and bottom were nicely browning, whilst the middle was red, soft and absolutely stunning throughout. Despite consistent cooking during the time it was on my plate, the rock simply served to lightly blacken the outside and give a wonderful texture of crispy and soft. The inside of each slice of meat I cut was then placed for no more than a second on the rock before being doused in stilton sauce and popped in my mouth, where it instantly melted on the tongue. Without a doubt it was one of the nicest steaks I’ve ever eaten and my hat goes off to both the restaurant and the supplier.

Despite being stuffed from the enormous main course, I couldn’t leave the restaurant without sampling a desert. @Mooley didn’t want one and simply ordered a rather good black coffee whilst I tucked in to my lemon meringue tart. After finishing our coffees and filling up our wine glasses we headed into the main bar to listen to the rock jam session happening inside. A very nice way to round off the evening.

As you can probably tell from what I’ve already said, I absolutely adored the Coach House. The decor, the atmosphere, the reasonable price and the wine, but mostly the absolutely stunning food. More people need to know this place exists and everyone within a ten mile radius needs to pop in and give it a try. I can guarantee you aren’t going to be disappointed.

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Stunning food, great concept, lovely decor and fantastic staff. I can't recommend it more highly.

The WineGlass Restaurant, The Barns Hotel, Bedford

The Barns Hotel, Bedford

The Barns Hotel - it looks nice, but does it taste nice?

I do believe I may be in the minority of the group I was with when I suggest this, but The WineGlass Restaurant at The Barns Hotel in Bedford was a little bit of a disappointment. I’m not entirely sure anyone else noticed this as they tucked into their grub, but the whole place just lacked… well, everything.

Although I know one shouldn’t judge a place on its decor, the room was an indication of what was to come. It was seemingly decorated at the height of fashion back in 1993 and now looks fit only to house an elderly, garden-centre sort of crowd. You also get the impression that the menu hadn’t been improved since around that time either, and the starter selection of Prawn Cocktail or Tomato & Basil Soup was a dead giveaway to that fact. Admittedly the soup was adequate, but was certainly never going to blow my mind. It was also rather disappointing to note that the food arrived before we had been offered any drinks, and it was only through prompting that we managed to get any at all (and a little ironic for a restaurant called The WineGlass that the waiter arrived without a wine list).

The restaurant

Welcome to 1993

The main course came fashionably late at a full 45 minutes after the starter had been cleared away. Perhaps this was so they could make sure that we wouldn’t taste the first course and bugger off, leaving them with eleven meals to throw away. My Vegetable Lasagne was quite nice, but the dressing-less side-salad of a few baby leaves and a chopped tomato certainly didn’t help the dish. Fortunately there was plenty of veg’ to go around from the central serving pot, although it did come out very watery and certainly over-boiled. I’m not entirely sure those who ordered the beef would agree that a single slice off the joint really constitutes a Sunday roast either.

After the extraordinarily long wait for our main course, the deserts actually arrived rather speedily. So quickly in fact that we weren’t expecting them! Again, it was all very average and the temperature of the custard which topped my very, very soggy Bread & Butter Pudding (with no topping) gave an indication that their speed probably had more than a little to do with them having prepared them way too long in advance. That could have been because the waitress hadn’t checked properly that everyone had finished their meals before starting to clear away our mains and getting the chef to plate the deserts up.

The coffee came quite some time later and was missing any sort of chocolatey, minty accompaniment. Are times really so hard that they can’t top it off with a mint? Really? Being fairly pedantic I also noticed that the spoons weren’t correctly placed on the saucer. A small point I know, but a sign that they really didn’t bother to train their staff properly.

Finally, after the previous kerfuffle, they tried to charge our 7-year old diner at an adult price. Whether deliberate or a mistake, attempted overcharging is still attempted overcharging. And talking of overcharging; £2.50 for half a pint of Coke? That can’t possibly be right, can it? I’m afraid so.

All in all, not a particularly outstanding dining experience, though I think I may be the only one of us who spotted this. I’d hate to think of the sorts of places these people would normally eat in…

Rating
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Poor service, dated decor and very average food. I can think of better places to spend a Sunday afternoon.