Sunday, 16 July, 2017 – weather starts grey but turns brilliant

Overnight Julie has made the decision to go to and book an upmarket place for breakfast. So we head out for the walk across town:

Yes, we are going to the Star Inn The City

Not only is the restaurant called the Star but it has a Michelin Star – hence the headline of this Post.

The ancient entrance
We are early, the first customers of the day
Part of the Star

The Star sits in a grand location with large gardens out the back and the patio which is right on the river.

3866 – The Menu

We both order Bloody Mary with fresh horseradish

The mary has a bit of a bite to it but I can’t say that I can taste the horseradish.

Julie has ordered Eggs ‘However’, a Brace of Poached Free Range Eggs with a Toasted English Muffin & Sauce Hollandaise, with Severn & Wye Smoked Salmon Royale
I order THE GREAT FRYUP DALE ‘FULL YORKSHIRE’ BREAKFAST – see menu

Quite nice, well cooked. The patio is filling up primarily with casual diners while inside beautiful people are arriving including a “Trophy Wife”. We decide it is time to go.

Their awards
Their Practical Herb Gardens

We go back to the flat but Julie wants to get out prancing again, primarily to visit the “York Minster”, a very large cathedral in town.

Description of the York Minster

I guess you all know my love of cathedrals by now so I am including only a few of Julie’s photos.

Dragons in a Catholic Church?
One of many crypts
More Pagan artefacts

Bah humbug, you’ve seen one church, you have seen them all.

Julie’s conversion to the Clergy
Julie has become a cardinal
Ducks

Julie comes back relatively early, circa 6:00 and we decide we should go out and get something small to eat. We walk to the Shambles but all of the stalls are shut or shutting down. We consider our options, which are not many on a Sunday night, and end up back in the Golden Fleece again. There is controversy as we select the only available table inside which is a bit rough. Julie leaves it while I am at the bar ordering and someone else grabs it. She wasn’t happy with it any way. In any case we place an order and go out to the patio where there is actually a relatively satisfactory table there after all. The patio fills up quickly so our timing is good.

That is a Golden Cock, not a Golden Fleece
Julie at the patio table
An Australian Shiraz, I have not heard of the brand

Interestingly, the bar tender had trouble finding wine glasses.

Julie has ordered Cajun fried chicken breast which turns out to be chicken breast pieces and is surprisingly good
I have Hot Roast beef with gravy on a baguette. Generous slices of reasonable roasst beef

The salad magically moved from my plate and was replaced by a few chicken pieces. Julie tried some beef and thought it was OK. We have done very well considering and move out to head home.

Our friend ensuring we don’t go out the wrong door

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