Pumpkin Patches & Curzon Arms

Pumpkin Patches & Curzon Arms

I have become absorbed by cliche, seasonal, consumer marketed days out. I have never before celebrated Halloween, it is not an occasion/ holiday we were allowed to take part in as children. Lately, though I have begun to search for days out my nephew George will enjoy. This means we can have family days out whilst I take Todhpurs photos, a double win for me. I noticed pick your own pumpkin farms increasing in popularity in the UK over the last couple of years, cheap, easy and countryside friendly I was instantly won over by the concept, searching out any in close proximity to Leicestershire.

Decision made we set off on our journey over to Cattows Farm near Coalville to pick our pumpkins with George and his Todhpurs boots in tow. Arriving we were greeted by a vibrant sea of orange which created the perfect backdrop for some photos along with a large number of keen pumpkin pickers also trying to entertain their families now the summer months had left. Once parked up, you can find yourself a wheelbarrow if needed and follow the crowds to the pumpkin field. You are given the freedom to pick your own produce and carry it back to the farm shop. My only little moan about the afternoon was the queuing, which was understandable when you finally learned that there were only two tills operating and it was a Sunday afternoon. If you are not in a rush it really isn’t a problem, just don’t enter the queue hungry because the farm shop is packed with little delights. We finally paid and left with a new business venture, (I will be a pumpkin farmer this time next year), three pumpkins and a massive appetite for lunch. Dad, not to our surprise wanted to find a country pub for a Sunday roast dinner en route home. A quick Google I booked us a table at the Curzon Arms in our family favourite village of Woodhouse eves.

We have passed this pub on a number of occasions as we made our way to the Old Bulls head, but for some reason or another, we have never been in. The pub became an instant favourite when we spotted an area dedicated to tieing horses up whilst riders stopped have a drink. Outside there is a large seating area divided up between large round tables, picnic benches and soft seating with heat lamps and blankets to keep you warm. I didn’t take any photos of the pub itself, the exterior was quaint and unassuming. A pub which embraces any season with its generous garden at the front which basked in the sunshine whilst creating a cosy snug feeling inside which we had hoped to find for this time of the year.

We settle outside whilst our table was prepared, enjoying the unseasonably warm weather amongst the buzz of the busy garden. Once our table was ready we were shown to a comfy booth as you walked in, plenty of room for us all which contained George so he could not run away, or annoy other diners which I am sure we were all grateful for. 

We all opted for a roast dinner along with wine, gin or drink of choice. The food was delicious an assortment of seasonal vegetables were brought out, including cauliflower cheese. This is one dish I will usually never touch,  I do not like cauliflower but for the first time since being an adult and realising I can choose what I eat, I tried some and didn’t hate it, I think this primarily was due to the amount of cheese the cauliflower was coated in. After a couple of drinks, enjoying the cosy, country, relaxed nature of the pub we decided to order deserts. Knowing I would be eating it for no reason other than to make myself feel sick / in a food coma, my sister and I shared an autumnal Eton Mess whilst Dad had the chocolate tart and George had ‘spiderman web’ (he named it that) Icecream, strawberry ice cream to you and I.

The food and service at this pub were both fantastic. The perfect stop off point after a long walk around Bradgate park if you are in the area for a traditional Sunday dinner, I have already booked to go back. It was a lovely way to spend a Sunday following on from the trip to Olney the week before. If you have a chance, head over to Cattow’s Farm before Halloween to grab a pumpkin, buy small and local it is a huge help to your local farmers.

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