Week three of our kitchenless Mid-Renovation Roasts and we had an extra guest at the table – a lost dog called Holly! This somewhat limited our options as most city centre roast rustler-uppers aren’t that pet friendly, unless your pet was a recently slaughtered Aberdeen Angus. Whilst out watching stepson Sunday morning footy, my Dr Doolittle gene kicked in and out of nowhere appeared a very nervous but very friendly black cocker spaniel bitch, collarless and all alone. After a few hours detective work involving an Altrincham vet, a trip to Northern Moor, a change of owners not registered on the chip, Twitter, Facebook and Trafford Buy & Sell, we found ourselves sitting at The Metropolitan in the dog friendly beer garden waiting for Holly’s owners to come and collect their naughtily escaped little girl. Not quite how I expected my day to pan out and Mr M was getting increasingly concerned that he was going to be a new daddy 😉
Isn’t she sweet though, and was totally delighted when her owners arrived.
Finally it was time to eat! We didn’t have to go far as The Met serves up roast dinners a plenty to the yummy mummies and bright young things of West Didsbury. Amazingly Mr M only wanted a snack but I was starving after all that doo-goodery and a roast dinner with all the trimmings sounded perfect. And it was very good. Loads of veg, delicious stuffing and tender meat if a little on the shrunken size for it’s menu description as half a chicken. My eyes are always bigger than my belly though and with plenty of gravy and mash plus three tasty roasties too, I felt suitably well fed afterwards. I love the interior of the Met with it’s cavernous ceilings and open fires, a proper Sunday lunch feel, full of families, kids and the Sunday papers.
At £14.50 for one course, it was more expensive than previous weeks Mid-Reno Roasts, but still comparable with other venues locally. Friendly young staff and lots of people in there we knew made it a very pleasant few hours, it just felt a bit weird then leaving without the dog!