What’s not to love about The Woolpack? The setting – overlooking the picturesque Slad valley – is worth a million pints of malty Uley ale on tap at this pastoral drinking hole. Literary pilgrims look out from the pub’s hillside terrace imagining where Laurie drank Cider with Rosie. The Woolpack’s literary heritage is well-documented; local author Laurie Lee was a lifelong customer here.
On chilly days, seek out a table (or book ahead if you can) in one of the pub’s cosy nooks and crannies and listen to locals chewing the cud. The food draws a collective of loyal customers too. Chef James takes his cooking seriously but his creations are on the homemade side of cheffy. Nothing pretentious will do here.
Check out the sample menu to get a feel for his flavours but it’s always changing with the seasons. Ask about the chef’s unforgettable white onion soup with cider and thyme and see if he’ll revive it. His moules mariniere are memorably good too as are meat-free dishes such as chargrilled vegetables with pesto and goat cheese. And of course, his pièce de résistance is a Sunday roast.