Thursday 13th of March we went to the Pig. It should have been the previous day had it not been that Jersey Airport was closed owing to impossibly snowy conditions.
I had not been to the Pig before yet I was a frequent visitor to its previous carnation as Whitley Ridge. Whitley Ridge at the time was our favourite local place to eat, many of our Birthday lunches were spent there.
On arrival it looked almost the same, a bit more freshly painted stucco and a large new conservatory covering some of the previous terrace. Whilst Whitley Ridge was a little on the formal side the Pig has gone for a more everyday approach albeit with plenty of quirky twists. There are touches of shabby elegance (can’t say chic) even some faux shabbiness as in the trompe l’oeil painted cracks on the wall of the reception lounge. In this room we managed to bag the sofa and chairs around the log fire, great.
We ordered wine and a few “Piggy Bits” from the menu – devils on horseback and pork crackling with apple sauce – whilst we waited for the rest of the party.
We weren’t in a hurry so didn’t order too quickly, just as well really as it was one of those difficult menus, difficult in so far as there were too many temptations offered.
I dithered between the baked crab with mustard (and something else), scallops
and brill as main courses. A lot of the offers came in big or little sizes so for starters there were a lot of options. I chose the black pudding with poached egg. Glorious black pudding. Our family are quite piggy and we like to taste each others choices so the starters usual end up as a kind of tapas or mezzes. Mum’s tempura fried oysters were superb.
The restaurant now has been enlarged by a large high conservatory extension which must add a third or more onto the original space. The table are odd lots of things don’t match (apart from the napery) and the scene is partly agricultural with seedlings and small plants growing to the front of the glazed area. Chairs and tables are a friendly mishmash.