This picturesque seaside pub is perfectly placed facing towards the sea, and like Wetherspoon's, it is one of the chain pubs I have a habit of reviewing. Rather than the rather stingy portions you get at some places, the Hungry Horse has a habit of filling you plate in such a way that a mere mortal cannot eat it all. But I have an enourmous appetite, so I gave it a go.
I was met by an absolute monster of a portion. My typical order is a mixed grill, but I saw someone else order it ad it looked more calorific than my sister, so I ordered the beer battered fish and chips: appropriate for a seaside pub. I ended up with a fish so massive I was worried that I would cut into it and find Jonah, with a mountain of chunky chips and a large puddle of buttered peas. I had survived the gigantic portions at Harry Ramsden's (to be reviewed soonish), but this was something very different.
The cod was excellently cooked, with a thin and crispy layer of batter covering the massive portion. The batter was without fat build up inside, and the fish was delightfully flaky. The chips were slightly overcooked, but nonetheless well-fried, and the peas were firm and sweet. The only shame was the fact that I could not eat it all.
Overall, the Hungry Horse is a fantastic place to eat, albeit a tad pricey. Service was fast and polite, and the food was prime. But there is too much of it. Far too much.
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