A return to the Royal Hotel


It’s been a while, hasn’t it?  The first couple of months of this year has literally whizzed past, and I can’t believe it’s March already.  Anyway, here is my momentous return to this neglected little blog, and what a return it is. It’s also a return to The Royal Hotel, which I visited not long after its reopening last year.

The restaurant upstairs has got a snazzy new menu, the downstairs bar has got amazing new cocktails, and – excitingly – the basement is opening soon as a brand new absinthe bar.

Let’s (always) start at the bar.

The Royal’s mixologists are continually testing out new cocktails, and they’re adding signature recipes to the menu all the time.  I tried one of the new ones, The Sloe Paddington, and it was delicious.  Sloe gin (tick), raspberry gin liqueur (tick), lemon juice, mint, and marmalade. God, it was good.  Mama Bear had a  mock-jito because she was driving, and it’s probably a good job, because it was gone so quickly that if it had had alcohol in it, it would’ve gone straight to her head. Ha.


After a couple of cocktails, our table was ready, so we went up to the ballroom to eat.  We had some bread and hummus whilst we debated the rest of the menu, and for starters, I went for the soup of the day (everywhere should do carrot and chilli soup, all the time), and Mum had pan seared scallops with black pudding and pea puree fondant, pancetta, and sour cream, and I have to say, it looked stunning.



For mains, I opted for the new vegetarian dish, a braised garlic and herb puy lentil tapalone, and, inspired by the wildlife that has taken up residence in my parents’ garden, Mum had coq au vin style pheasant (!)

Our mains were really good; Mum said she wasn’t sure she’d eaten pheasant before, but that she’d have it again.  My plate looked like a flower when it arrived, but I deconstructed it pretty quick.  The only thing I’d say was maybe a downside was that it was mostly lentils; the tapalone is like a dumpling filled with lentils, and there are lentils with the green beans too.  It was good, but if you’re not a big lentil fan, it might not be for you.  On thinking about it, it actually might be a vegan option, rather than just vegetarian, but I’ll have to check!  We munched it all up and had a little break to decide on dessert.



I didn’t manage to take a picture of my lemon tart before I ate it, but Mum and I shared that and some mixed sorbet – the flavours change about, but the lemongrass and basil is loooovely. We’d spent so long nattering over dinner that the parking had run out by the time we were finished, so I took a few instagram pics of the sun setting out of the window, and then we dashed back to the car.


I should also mention that the service at the Royal has been AMAZING both times I’ve been.  The staff are friendly, and chatty, and really know what they’re talking about. If you have no idea what a tapalone is (just us?), they’re happy to explain anything, and they were superb.

I’m excited to see what the absinthe bar is like when it’s done – it’s something really fun and different, and Southend is really pulling it’s socks up on places to go out.  It’ll have a gin distillery any day now 😉


*We were offered dinner and drinks at the Royal Hotel in return for an honest review.  As ever, all words/opinions/pictures are my own!


The Royal Hotel

Last weekend, I headed off to Southend to take Mumbly out for some shopping, and Sunday lunch* at the Royal Hotel.  We had a mooch along the shops and the seafront before making our way to the top of the High Street.


Having been closed for over a year whilst it was completely refurbed, the Royal has been completely reincarnated, with the Ballroom serving as the main dining room, and new cocktail lounge downstairs. The restaurant is open for lunch, dinner, and afternoon tea, and has a special menu on a Sunday, with vegetarian and fish options that change each week. We went upstairs for lunch, where – at 3pm – the Ballroom was pretty full. It’s a really beautiful room, with great big windows and chandeliers.


For starters, I went for the tomato, spinach and hazelnut arancini, which was delicious, and mum had devilled whitebait which, I am told, tasted “really fresh.” The little fishes were HUGE, despite the fact I’d somehow convinced myself that whitebait and scampi were the same thing (they are definitely not). I am pleading vegetarian ignorance.


Mum opted for roast lamb for her main, which came with all the trimmings (and romanesco! And cauliflower cheese!) which I happily helped her eat. We eyed up everyone else’s dinner, and are pretty certain that the extras change, depending on what meat you have for your roast. I had a creamed leek and roasted Jerusalem artichoke puff pastry tart with chestnut and dolce latte, and ohmygod. Honestly, it might be the best vegetarian meal I’ve ever had in a restaurant. So, so good. I couldn’t even tell you which bit of it I liked best, it was so good.



Somehow, there’s always room for dessert. A raspberry and tarragon creme brulee, and a chocolate brownie with mint chocolate ice cream finished us off, and we definitely had to sit for a good twenty minutes post-dinner before we could contemplate rolling ourselves down the stairs.


We headed into the bar, where we had an amazing view of the seafront at sunset, and finished off our visit with a passion mock-jito and a Mrs Kensington, which was gin, elderflower, and apple juice. Yum.


Definitely pay The Royal a visit if you’re in Southend; the food is incredible, the staff are fantastic, and we had a really really great few hours. If you eat in the Ballroom, try to get a table at the windows on the right hand side, because the view is stunning. The Sunday menu costs just £22 for three courses, which is a steal.

I’m already planning at least two trips back – there’s a bar menu as well as the restaurant menu, and there are more cocktails calling my name…


Another food post? Yup – I like eating.  This one’s more about the cocktails though.  Got to have balance in these things.

Last week, the gorgeous Miss IndigoButtons and I headed to The Basement on Broughton Street for a much-needed catch up and some cocktails. Kirsty got there first, and nabbed us a sofa in the window and all the cushions, so we were pretty comfy.

It’s not long been refurbished, and has a new menu to go with its new look, so we thought it only fair that we try (almost) everything out. We went for the tapas menu, so that we could get all the food, and then share it, but the main dishes looked pretty good too. We’re clearly too indecisive to commit to just one dinner 😉

We went for pulled pork tacos, chipotle chili beef empanadias, albondigas, taquitos, and roasted sweet potato with cinnamon butter. Yum. We ordered the amount that the waitress recommended, but we definitely could have eaten a couple more dishes. Maybe we’re just piggy we were just hungry.


The empanadias were great, and the sweet potato was seriously moreish.  Next time, I’m going to go for the main menu, and I’m definitely giving the burritos a try.  I’m a huge fan of Mexican food (I wish SO HARD that there was a Wahaca in Edinburgh), and the food at The Basement was good, but lets be honest, Kirsty and I weren’t reeeeeally there for the food. We were there for the gin. Enter the Purple Ruin.


This little glass of loveliness is full of Beefeater gin, apricot brandy, creme de cassis, and fresh lemon. It was so good that I had to drink a few to make sure. I’m totally going to try recreating this myself, and I had totally forgotten how much I love flavoured brandy. Kirsty wasn’t as taken with the Ruin as I was, and she switched to a Blackcurrant Daiquiri, which was pretty delish.

We had such a good catch up and (get ready for the soppy blogger love) the company was just bloody awesome. I think that Kirsty is the only person I know who gets herself into even more ridiculous scenarios than I do, and I had a hilarious night. ALL THE LOVE.

The only slight downside to our night was the amount of time we waited for the bill, and then the amount of time we waited to be able to pay – it was a Wednesday night, and it was pretty quiet, so fifteen minutes before we gave up and went up to pay at the bar seemed a touch unnecessary, but it was hardly the end of the world.

As Kirsty had to head to work the next day, we headed across the street to the Oh! Bar for a swift last drink, and by the time we wandered off in our separate directions, I was most definitely ever-so-slightly tipsy.  I think I might have to branch out with my cocktail choices next time, but the Prince references and the gin were just so good.  I also need to point out that The Basement had THE BEST old school soundtrack for a Wednesday night cocktail bar.  Artful Dodger and So Solid Crew?  Awesome.

Disclaimer: We went to the Basement for dinner and drinks that we paid for ourselves, and we weren’t asked to review, but come on – two bloggers having dinner and cocktails? Has to be done 😉 All opinions and reviews are honest, as always!