Ambleside's favorite informal eatery has survived various travails but remains a good spot to relax, whether with mushroom stroganoff for lunch, a chocolate almond torte for afternoon tea, or grilled char for dinner by candlelight. One room has scrubbed pine tables; a conservatory provides additional seating. Lucy's is famous for its wide selection of puddings (desserts), so make sure to save some room.
Apr 12, 2007
Lucy's is supposed to be excellent. It is certainly impressive, for example, that Lucy herself was on the floor during the evening, which may signify a cheering personal touch; and my girlfriend's wine was excellent. However, it could also be taken that there were problems in the restaurant that evening that needed sorting out by the proprietor. MAINS: My girlfriend's guinea fowl itself was fine. However, the four roast potatoes arranged at
the corners of the plate were both soggy and burnt. My Bobotie tasted of an unflavoured cottage pie. I would imagine that it should taste very much of the spices and fruit that are supposed to be in it. The strongest flavour was of canned tomatoes. It was unctuous. DESSERTS: My girlfriends Tiramisu was criminal. She said it tasted of uncooked cake mix. It certainly did not resemble an Italian dessert visually. Nor did it contain a hint of any alcohol whatsoever. I had the raspberry pavlova, as it was placed enticingly at the top of the menu and referred to as the star pudding. The only merit to it was its immensity. Far too large in size, but too little in taste. SERVICE: Poor. This is obviously not Lucy's fault, as she was telling off waitresses all throughout the evening! THE END: Lucy, endearingly, asked us how the meal was as we left. I said, and I quote: "Uuunnnnhhh... OK." I hope my 'Unnh' conveyed my crushing disappointment. All for over £65 - not exactly value for money for large portions of unexciting food, with a very erratic level of adequacy in the cooking. In my mind, I can't help fantasising that we complained during the main course and left. It will shame me forever that we did not. Take this example, dear reader, and do not be as weak as I.