Fishy feed worth trum­pet­ing about

Evening Express (City Final) - The Guide - - EATING OUT - Scott Beg­bie

EVEN though we live hard against the sea, we some­times for­get where the fish on our plate comes from. No such prob­lems with a visit to Horn­blower’s ... you walk past the place where they fil­let it. Me, I’d rather be eat­ing fish than clean­ing it, es­pe­cially in Horn­blower’s. It’s a chip­per down­stairs and a din­ing room up­stairs in an airy loft that’s all wooden floors, pan­els, ta­bles and chairs with great views to the har­bour. This was a fam­ily night out and there was much eat­ing to be done ... all with per­fect­ly­cooked chips. Mrs B stuck to her usual chip­per choice of chicken fil­lets (£7.10) and was re­warded with ten­der strips of prime breast. Yummy, es­pe­cially with the gar­lic dip (£1.40). The loon nod­ded in ap­proval at his moist and de­li­cious chicken burger (£5.80). The real win­ners were me and the princess. We both chose fish and dis­cov­ered it was about as fine as you can get around these parts. My had­dock (£8.50) came in but­ter­fly wing-light bat­ter, hers (£4.80 kid’s meal) was breaded, both were flake-on-the-fork, melt-in-the-mouth per­fec­tion. My mushy peas were bland but that’s a mi­nor quib­ble. Horn­blower’s has lots to trum­pet about.

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