ON THE day my favourite food pub, The Sportsman at Seasalter, Kent, was named the UK’s No.1, with my North West best, The Freemason’s at Wiswell, sixth in the list compiled by The Publican, I had a fresh Pub Dining Road to Damascus moment – in Bury, of all places.
Everything that came out of Liam Rutherford’s kitchen for our early evening dinner provoked little gasps of surprise and pleasure.
I say 'of all places' because for years no city-centric scoffer (in both senses of the term) has ventured up the A56 beyond Prestwich and Aumbry. Well, perhaps for a cake indulgence at Slattery’s in Whitefield or an obligatory black pudding haul from Bury Market. That’s about it. Reviews there have been few.
So who would have expected a pub combining history with contemporary style, a sidekick of Gary Rhodes in the kitchen, an accomplished brewery in the basement, a cocktail hideaway in the attic? Step forward The Clarence in an unlikely resurrection that involves surf and turf with brill and ox cheek, a beer so good they named it four times and the cutest bog tiles this side of the Alhambra.
Noble kind of moniker, Clarence – shared with Charles and Camilla’s London residence and that Plantagenet Duke who was drowned in a vat of Malmsey. Bury’s Clarence doesn’t feature Malmsey on the neat but an unambitious wine list. Indeed, you are more likely to find yourself supping its own Silver Street ales in the gorgeously pubby downstairs of this large corner hostelry, falling apart until Lee Hollinworth rescued it.
Lee started his campaign to bring big city cool to Bury with his Automatic Cafe and Malt Real Ale Bar, showcasing ace cocktails and craft beer without over-hipstering the whole enterprise. The same applies at The Clarence big time, with the added bonus of some of the best pub food in the North West. Everything that came out of Liam Rutherford’s kitchen for our early evening dinner provoked little gasps of surprise and pleasure. Years in London as a sous chef and more for Gary Rhodes show in attention to detail, while keeping fuss on the plate to a minimum as befits an all-day pub food operation. Yes, you can have a burger, chilli or sharing platter.
The Clarence Is Still At Heart A Pub
We chose to test out the a la carte (served 5pm to 9pm each day) in The Kitchen dining space on the first floor. An encouraging sign – just five starters, five mains plus meaty grill options.
With a corner view across to Bury Parish Church we keened our palates with flights of ale. Our resplendently bearded waiters, Harry and Arran, introduced my trio of ‘thirds’ – a single hopped (for geeks: Kiwi hop Waimea) No 1 Pale Ale , Kaiser Chiefs tribute beer Ruby, Ruby, Ruby, Ruby (at first I thought Harry had a stammer), brewed in the cellar by Craig Adams, and a DV8 Stout from Deeply Vale down the road. Later the jolly beardies teased a party of blokes at another table by providing the ‘assigned driver’ with a flight of tap waters.
The beers were perfect for my starter of braised ox tongue, bone marrow croquettes, parsley puree, soused shallots (£6.50, main image). Now this was a dish that sang of Old Bury, the melting texture of tongue ‘coins’, fat in crumble of the croquettes, sharp sweet pickle and a slick of vibrant chlorophyll, which I mopped up with bread from an odd iron receptacle (please, please don’t serve our wine in jam jars was my silent prayer).
The other starter, of chargrilled king scallops, cost a hefty tenner but it set the surf and turf bar high pairing the plump bivalves with fatty confit pork belly, golden raisin puree and scallops’ long-time buddy cauliflower, charred for intensity.
By now I’d gravitated to a large glass of crisp Umbrele Recas Romanian Chardonnay, good value at £5.75 a large glass, as I tackled my own surf and turf main, an exquisite combo of fried Cornish Brill, braised ox cheek, wild mushrooms, salsify, tomato and shallot dressing (£16). I love salsify/scorzonera as a nutty root veg, but it’s not a common sight on Bury Market. The mushrooms added a fungal, earthy undertow to a very satisfying composition.
My partner went the Romanian route, too, for the Pinot Noir to accompany her roast loin of Bowland Venison (£22). The juicy red berry fruit of the Calusari Recas (£6) stood up well to a judicious spice kaleidoscope across a braised shoulder samosa, carrot and anise puree, red cabbage, hot pot potatoes and a dense port jus. Another wow.
My rhubarb panna cotta erred on the stodgy side, similarly the accompanying conceit of candied beetroot, orange curd, gingerbread. Refined it could be a great pud, mind. The panna cotta cost £5.50, as did the deconstructed Black Forest cheesecake across the table. It was a cheesy chocolatey, cherryish treat.
Oh, almost forgot those bog tiles – an Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat flooring in the top floor loos, reached via the Fallen Angel cocktail lounge. So much love has gone into The Clarence. Take the A56 north and share it.
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The Clarence, 2 Silver Street, Bury BL9 0EX. 0161 464 7404.
Rating: 16/20
Food: 8/10 (ox tongue 8, scallops 8.5, brill and ox cheek 9, venison 9, panna cotta 6, cheesecake 7.5)
Ambience: 4/5
Service: 4/5
Neil recommends: Everything from beer flights to bog tiles.
PLEASE NOTE: Venues are rated against the best examples of their kind: fine dining against the best fine dining, cafes against the best cafes. Following on from this the scores represent: 1-5 saw your leg off and eat it, 6-9 get a DVD, 10-11 if you must, 12-13 if you’re passing, 14-15 worth a trip, 16-17 very good, 18 exceptional, 19 pure quality, 20 perfect. More than 20, we get carried away