I had a very good lunch here. From the outside, it looks a little pretentious, and the menu is more of the same.
I ordered the pork belly roast, and sure enough it was served up in a rather artsy manner: a perfectly rectangular strip of meat, with a thin line of mash piped alongside it, and the whole thing drizzled with a zigzag of sauce.
Well the taste more than made up for it: it was gorgeous. And the veg were plain and simple.
My starter of lentil soup with chicken was gorgeous, and I appreciated the potted pork and bread that our waitress brought us while we read the menu.
Overall verdict: a bit pretentious, but for food this good and for a lunch at eight quid that leaves me too stuffed to even contemplate dessert, I'll forgive it!
This restaurant is the ultimate in style over substance. Very beautiful and quirky, but the food is OK at best (the rarebit was horrid though, keep away from that) and definitely not worth the money. The menu is interesting but fails to live up to expectations.
We felt rushed by the staff who were otherwise friendly and generally disappointed with the evening. I have eaten here before but don't think I will again.
One of the more up market places to eat out - definitely also on the pricier side (especially for Hull). In fact, judging by the prices the nest seems to be more located in London than Hull. The question is, does the food live up to the expectations? Well. I found the food good, definitely a touch above average. The portions were not large, but for a Londoner in exile, they were reasonable.
Service on the other hand had quite an attitude - especially when we asked to something from a different menu as no item on the lunch menu had neither pork or seafood in it (which my co-eater did not eat). A vegetarian option was equally not available, which was quite disappointing. This attitude was a bit off-putting - as being accommodating to international guests seemed to cause an issue. Not something I'd expect in a place like this!
This is the second time I visited here the first I was very impressed, however this time I was very disappointed.
We were seated at a table that had been crammed into a corner of the restaurant despite the place having only a couple of other diners in the place, so we moved to the next table.
The food was average but the service was rushed and I had to ask the waiter to give us a break between courses. To add insult to injury they add 10% onto the bill for a tip which I hadn't noticed until after I had left.
I don't think after this experience I will be visiting here again in a rush as there are several better places in the same area.
I have only positive comments on the boars nest. We have been a few times and found the food beautiful. I certainly havent found the staff anything other than polite. Yes, it is one of the more pricey restaurants in the area but I really enjoyed the night.
As Princess Avenue where the boars nest is situated is a busy area (bars etc) it is the perfect place to dine then enjoy a little night life before home. Great location and experience if visiting Hull.
was more like food my mum cooks, quite average. Quite a nice little place all in all. Would I go back. erm, no.
Its now closed, or moved to a better location if you believe the hype! What a disaster of a restaurant this was and Hull is better off without it. A Basil Fawlty chef who believes his own BS, serving up overpriced, undersized average food that anyone could cook themselves had to be found out. You can fool all of the people some of the time
This is the full version of my review, which was published in the Yorkshire Post, June 2011:Nest Is BestThe transformation of Hull's Princes Avenue over past decade or so has been a thing of wonder. A once moribund thoroughfare has flowered into a bustling, cosmopolitan micro-community, with some marvellous bars and eateries enticing revellers away from the town centre with fine food and wide-ranging booze options. It's now a real boulevard of bonhomie and the destination of choice for the serious sybarite. The Boar's Nest was one of the earliest arrivals on the new 'Prinny Ave' (as the locals delight in calling it) and has been steadily turning out their brand of modern British fare with some success, though little wider recognition, since 2004.The restaurant is an intelligently converted Edwardian butcher's shop and has the feel of a lived-in, Belle Époque-era gentleman's club. The décor is shabby chic with hints of the original butcher's shop retained in the flooring and some of the walls. It's very comfortable, particularly in the upstairs bar, but the table we were shown to was (minor gripe No.1) a might on the tight side.The menu, by head chef Simon Rogers, offers seven well-considered, seasonal starters and the same number of tempting meat and fish mains. No option for the pickier veggie, I noticed, but that's their lookout give me flesh! The wine list contains some lovely pressed flowers but very little useful information on the wine beyond it's name, country of origin and price none of the 'fruity little number with traces of plum'-type descriptions that normally makes selecting your tipple more fun. We ordered an Australian Chiraz which was suitably pleasant, however I don't think I'll ever get used to screw top bottles in posh restaurants I know the arguments for their growing acceptance but they rob you of the tiny bit of theatre an uncorking brings.A surprise appetiser consisting of a mixed meat pâté served with warm focaccia had a piquant vinegar-y punch and set us up nicely for the starters proper. It was only when they arrived that we realised we'd both plumped for egg-based dishes; my dining partner, OL, had asparagus soldiers with soft boiled duck egg while I thoroughly enjoyed warm black pudding scotch egg with chunky tomato salsa, mushroom toast and Cumbrian pancetta. OL tried my scotch egg and declared it 'claggy', I countered, however, with the far more accurate 'wonderfully claggy' as the black pudding had a robust yet yielding texture which complimented the perfectly cooked quail's egg it surrounded superbly. The salsa, toast (more akin to wafer-thin crostini than Warburtons) and, particularly, the pancetta all played their part in a very well-constructed and thoroughly-demolished dish. On the other side of the table, the asparagus was cooked immaculately but (minor gripe Nos. 2 & 3) the duck egg was a tiddle under and it's enticing yolk presented more dipping opportunity than the five dainty asparagus spears could match.Mains consisted of bacon wrapped rabbit loin with Colman's potato puree, peas and girrolles and Bridlington shore-caught Cod and potato mornay with buttered summer green vegetables. The fish dish looked like a large, un-battered fish cake and was surrounded by a pretty weave of tender wild asparagus and perfectly fresh peas. We were offered salt and pepper, which was fortunate as the fish needed a little help but it had an unexpected yet welcome smokiness and the 'shore caught' part of the description helped offset somewhat the guilt of ordering a seriously endangered fish.When I ordered I was unsure what Colman's potato puree would be and should have guessed that it was named after the legendary mustard manufacturer before I tucked into the obviously yellow-looking streak of wonderfully fluffy mash. The sharpness of the mustard worked very well with the bacon to lift the taste of the small roundels of rabbit loin and a rich jus, soft girelles and more of those perfect peas completed a great-looking, simple-yet-sumptuous dish.A pause before dessert allowed us to reflect on the quality of the staff, all of whom were efficient, polite and welcoming a credit to the industry. And when the puds arrived the waiter was as happy to accept our compliments as we were to be presented with vanilla crème brûlée and warm chocolate melting pudding 'macchiato' with banana shortbreads. Sadly, the desserts were probably the low point of the meal. OL struggled to identify any vanilla taste in the crème and, while the top cracked as it should when smacked with the underside of a spoon, it had been the victim of an over-eager blowtorch and was consequently an itty bit bitter.The chocolate pudding, wittily presented in a coffee cup, was melty and rich but the shortbreads tasted not a jot of banana. So, the desserts accounted for minor gripes 4, 5 & 6 some attention (or simply an amended menu) required maybe?Without wishing to finish what I want to be a generally positive review on
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