As the frost settles over Nottingham Road, our kitchen comes alive. Winter at Blueberry Cafe means slow-cooked stews, roasted root vegetables straight from the farm garden, fresh-baked bread, and the smell of woodsmoke drifting through the dining room.
The menu changes with the season because the farm does. We grow what we can, and what we cannot grow we source from neighbours we know by name. Cheese from a dairy down the R103, free-range eggs from the Farmyard, blueberries from our own bushes turned into the cheesecake people drive an hour for.
This winter you will find oxtail braised in our own beer, a roasted butternut and blue cheese tart, slow-roasted lamb shoulder with rosemary, and a chocolate fondant served with farm cream. The wine list leans local, the beer is brewed thirty metres from your table, and the fire never goes out before the last dessert is finished.
Bookings recommended. Layers encouraged. Lingering compulsory.