On Friday, the gang and by the gang I mean, Holly, Harry, Jon, Gabi, Carrie and me all went to The Aleksander Pub in Marble Hill, as Harry is a huge fan of their Calzone. The pub run by Roger, who is ably assisted by Richard, who know a thing or two about pizzas and calzone have had a woodfired oven installed to deliver an authentic taste and boy, does it work. We settled into a great table at the back of the pub, away from the live music and it was perfect, as last time we were there we sat too close and it was a little loud for conversation. The menu is Italian with a great selection of starters, mains and 12 pizzas to choose from.
We opted for stuzzichini, which is a selection of little starters and at 3 for £10 was the perfect choice for our group with varying tastebuds, we opted for arancini, spinach wrapped in bacon, beef with a sesame seed crust and sweet pepper dip and a couple of plates of their homemade focaccia with oil. Harry and I voted the beef the best and the finger licking pepper dip the perfect accompaniment. The photos don’t do the food justice, we were sat in a very dark corner!
For mains, Harry and Jon went for the “Man calzone” in other words the one with the beef as opposed to the vegetarian option. When it arrived, Harry looked at the huge thing of loveliness on the plate and challenged Jon to a 50p on who would finish it first.
I ordered chicken wrapped in parma ham from the daily special, which was full of great but subtle flavours which reminded me of a place in Sicily that we’d been to last summer. Carrie voted her lasagne 10 out of 10 and Holly loved her cod, fish of the day from the special board.
With very attentive service from Richard, the Aleksander is one of those good local pubs that you will always go back to with new friends, where you get good homemade food, served to you with the minimum of fuss and with great music in the background.
Harry’s good news: Great customer service and humour from Richard, food 10/10
Harry’s bad news: The pub sign was hard to read (for a 9yr old)!
Daddy’s good news: I loved all of it.
Daddy’s bad news: There isn’t any.