Three Horseshoes pub

The Three Horseshoes pub in Witney is one of those pubs where you could happily while away the hours in a day.

It’s cool and relaxing in the summer and cosy and warming in the winter with the log fires and low hung ceilings, making it the perfect spot for a pint of decent ale or a glass of Pimms. What makes the Horseshoes even more special is the constant stream of delicious home cooked food. They regularly host a number of specials, all with their own distinct theme.

We had a friend up to stay for the weekend so, not that we need an excuse, but it was the perfect opportunity to pay one of our local pubs a dinner-time visit.

As always a warm welcome greets you from behind the bar as well as from the waiting staff. My favourite place to sit is in the lounge which sits with the bar and immediately as you come in – there’s something romantic about being in amongst the hub and buzz of the pub. But this time we were led to the rear of the pub. At first I thought we were being led outside; after the last few weeks of warm weather this wouldn’t have been a problem if it wasn’t for the fact that on this evening it was raining cats and dogs. But it turns out they’ve recently extended the back so we were being treated to the shiny new part. It’s not actually added any more tables but has instead meant the existing tables could be spread out more, giving diners and drinkers more room to enjoy their meals. To me that just sounds like they put their customers first before the pound signs and for that reason I’m even more endeared to this establishment.

Now we had massively bigged up the Three Horseshoes to our friend so while we were confident we wouldn’t be let down, you never can tell where the evening will lead. I am pleased to say though that the food was, as usual, to quote Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, truly scrumptious.

We all opted for starters to kick start the meal; I had Pan fried button mushrooms with garlic and herb butter finished with cream and topped with goats cheese, our friend Gemma went with the crab cakes from the specials menu and Rich also opted from the specials selection with seared scallops with cauliflower puree, black pudding and chorizo. To me one of the sure signs that food is good is the silence that overcomes a table, that and the odd mmmmm from the diners’ mouths. This happened.
Mains were equally as delicious with a tasty surf and turf gracing Rich’s plate, salmon with noodles and chicken and dauphinoise potatoes for Gemma and I respectively. Again all the meals were packed full of flavour and were promptly scoffed down by our grateful bodies. I’ve always been told that for someone who likes food so much I must remember to savour it more!! But why, if it’s good would you leave it to look at instead of chomping it down?

By this time I was stuffed – I’m five months pregnant and I think the bump was feeling the weight of the food a bit too, so I left the desserts to the other two, who decided to share a portion of six homemade donuts.

I have to admit, despite being full to the brim I could have quite happily tucked into one of them with the ever-so-inviting chocolate and custard sauces sitting next to them. But out of pure stubborn-ness; Rich was convinced I’d cave in, I refrained. I am however, a bit gutted I did, but don’t tell him that!

Having finished our meal we retreated to the lounge area to enjoy a comfortable drink in amongst the cushions, open brick walls and dim lighting. As I said at the beginning of this review, I could easily spend hours in this pub but, alas, tonight wasn’t one of those occasions and instead it was back into the pouring rain we headed with the sole aim of donning our pyjamas.

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