Tell Me Thursday

Ooops, I forgot to post my Tell Me Thursday last week, and since I did not post a Wordless Wednesday THIS week, let me tell you the story of last week’s photos. Last Week’s Post on Wordless Wednesday showed these photos:

They were taken when we celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary with a weekend away at a pub/restaurant/b&b called the TALBOT at Knightwick in Worcestershire.

Those photos were taken in the car park and they are of giant thistles, not normal sized ones. I had NEVER seen thistles that size before and the colours were beautiful and they were just growing as weeds in the car park.

The Talbot is right next to the river Teme, and when hubby and I went for an evening stroll, we stood on a small bridge over the river and watched two swans swimming around. As we stood there, watching these swans we saw something else neither of us had seen before, and have not been privileged to see since either. We watched for a good 10 minutes as a kingfisher dipped in and out of the banks of the river, flying this way and that, it was beautiful!

Neither of those were the best thing about the weekend however, because the Talbot is famous for its food.

A unique style has developed; Annie is firmly rooted in the traditions and seasonal produce of the Teme Valley, and strongly believes that anything that cannot be produced on the premises should come from a known local source e.g. hams, bacon, sausages and cheese.
We believe food should have an identifiable character, be distinctive and prepared with thought for both the ingredients and the customer.
We produce and make our own preserves, breads, black pudding and raised pies. We grow 'chemical free' vegetables and herbs and brew beer on the premises; mixed and green salads also come from our own garden. We glean and gather wild food from the fields and hedgerows around us and buy in no processed food. This is labour intensive and means high costs, but we think the results are worth it.
The only exception to our 'local' rule is fish - we have fresh deliveries from Cornwall and Wales regularly.

When we were there one of the local farmers had found a puffball mushroom and we were lucky enough to have a piece as part of our cooked breakfast.

I’d love to go back there again!

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