The Harvester

Thought those no-nonsense family chain-pubs, drawing in mum and dad for food, rather than groups of sozzled students for a big night out, were to be avoided? Think again. The free salad bar is dangerous; who'd have thought that five bowls of salad and bread would pack your stomach tighter than a duck's arse before your steak gets plonked onto your table? It's all good though, there's plenty of time to munch your way through it all. Wash it down with a pint of real ale, before a scour and devour of the dessert menu. Reformed?

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