Why go? An attractive, timber-heavy brewpub and restaurant in a medieval woolhouse.
Hoppy house-brewed beer might be the name of the game, but a Deep South-inspired menu has enough going on to attract the most pious teetotaller. It’s a grab bag of zhuzhed-up cajun, delta and creole flavours: snacks of pickled okra and pork crackling cornbread, then cherry cola-glazed wings, succotash beans, super-sounding gumbo and so on. Southern-comforting stuff.