Yurt Lush in Bristol - Sunday roast review

Posted on: 2016-08-02

Our rating:

The sheer quality of food being plated up here it represents stunning value for the money. Add into the mix genial, attentive staff and this refreshingly idiosyncratic cafe/bar/restaurant is one of the best, slightly but wonderfully surreal Sunday.


When it comes to tucking into a hearty Sunday roast in what can only be described as one of the city's quirkier venues, they don't come more unique than Yurt Lush in Bristol.

The venue - consisting of three inter-connected Mongolian tents - might have relocated from its original spot in Temple Quay through the Temple Gate stone archway next to Brunel's Old Station and Engine Shed - but the food of this gloriously offbeat cafe/restaurant remains as assured and utterly delicious as it's always been. 

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Yurt Lush is run by Michelin-starred chef Josh Eggleton of Eat Drink Bristol Fashion, and inside there is a bar, wood-burner and plenty of well-spaced tables and chairs.  

Maximising its potential to feed the Bristolian masses around the clock, it's opening hours have now extended to include weekday breakfasts from 8am, lunches, weekend breakfasts and brunches and Sunday roasts, and certain nights of the week are themed such as Steak Night on Wednesdays and Curry Night on Thursdays. 

And a tantalizing selection of gastronomic treats there are too, with the likes of granola with yoghurt, smoked streaky bacon sandwiches and field mushrooms and poached eggs on toast making up some of the breakfast contingent, and - as well as the complete menu - a range of take-away wraps and salad boxes being the perfect on-the-move sustenance for those leading hectic lives or in a hurry to catch their train. 

Yurt Lush in Bristol - Sunday roast review - Pork Belly

When me and my culinary paramour popped in on a gloriously sunny Sunday afternoon, we were suffering the effects of a somewhat hedonistic and heavy morning-after-the-night-before so were in desperate need of something tasty and substantial - and their Sunday roasts fitted the bill admirably. 

We both went for the belly pork with all the trimmings and spent the next twenty minutes in eye-rolling, blissfully indulgent, Sunday-roast consuming heaven. The pork belly was out of this world; a thick slab of melt-in-the-mouth meat with a crispy, golden crackling top, while the roasters were crunchy outside/fluffy inside faultless, the veg perfect, the cauliflower cheese flavoursome yet not too pungent, the massive Yorkie sublime, and the gravy dark and nicely, intensely rich. 

Yurt Lush in Bristol - Sunday roast review - Side Dishes

Room for pudding? There's always room for pudding, although we had to give it a little while to sufficiently digest the plateful of roast magnificence before we could eventually tuck into our choice of desserts.  

My warm chocolate brownie was crunchy of top, sensuously gooey in the middle with the intense chocolatey richness cut through with a decent splodge of chantilly cream. The other half went for the blueberry frangipane tart with custard, the almond flavour and sharpness of the berries making for a nice, plucky contrast and the vanilla pod-flecked custard a subtle, effective accompaniment. 

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At £14 for one course and £16 for two courses, for the sheer quality of the food being plated up here it represents stunning value for the money. Add into the mix genial, attentive staff and this refreshingly idiosyncratic cafe/bar/restaurant is one of the best, slightly but wonderfully surreal Sunday roast spots in the city.

5/5

For more info please visit eatdrinkbristolfashion.co.uk/yurt-lush. Yurt Lush is located at Clock Tower Yard, Temple Meads, Bristol, BS1 6QH.  Tel: 07582 048090.



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Jamie Caddick

Jamie is a writer, blogger, journalist, critic, film fan, soundtrack nerd and all-round Bristolian good egg.  He loves the music of Philip Glass, the art of Salvador Dali, the writings of Charles Bukowksi and Hunter S Thompson, the irreverence of Harry Hill, and the timeless, straw-chomping exuberance of The Wurzels.  You can sometimes find him railing against a surging tide of passing cyclists, or gorging himself senseless on the Oriental delights of a Cosmos all-you-can-eat buffet.