The King William IV – The Best Roast in Essex

So the King William IV in Chigwell has had a refurbishment. This was something I wanted to closely investigate. You see last time I went there, the food, and the décor were amazing, so I really couldn’t see what they would change?

King William Chigwell

The King William is nestled in the heart of Chigwell, and from the outside, it looks every bit as glamourous and luxurious as it is on the inside. When you walk in, the first thing you notice is how the re-designers have got the exactly perfect balance between rustic, rural cosiness, and all of the urban glamour you would expect from a regular TOWIE haunt.

King William Chigwell

We were shown straight to our seats. No fussing, just straight in and straight sat down. We were sat down the stairs in the back, in a small room that only accommodated six tables and had a log fire. Something I picked up on about the King William IV post refurbishment, is that even if it is busy, you can feel like you have every bit of privacy on your table.

King William Iv

It’s no coincidence that I Picked a Sunday to go. Sunday roasts here are the stuff of legend. So once I’d settled in with a glass of very punchy sangiovese, I made my decision. I was going to tackle the trio of roast. I mean, if you are going to go for a roast, you might as well go for the full shebang. I don’t want to waste valuable eating time agonising over the decision between pork or beef.

King William Roast

When the roast came up, I looked at it like ‘I’ll never eat all that’. That was where any thoughts of not completing the meal stopped. The meat was cooked in the delightful manner whereby if it’s on the bone, it falls off it and if it isn’t you can tell it did at some point. Not only was the Yorkshire light and amazing, but it was as big as my head. You can’t grumble at a piece of food that is as big as your head can you?

Trio of roast

Now on for dessert, which for most people is the highlight of the meal but for me is a massive faff. I have got more specific dietary requirements than Mariah Carey, so I usually resign myself to the fact I can’t have anything. However, the King William IV came up trumps again. The blackberry and apple crumble was a perfect choice for me, as there really weren’t any ingredients that would make me unwell.


What a choice! There really is no other way to describe the sweetness and lightness of the crumble itself other than to say it tasted like a fluffy little cloud. The fruit was equally as tasty, and I did work out that with that and the wine, I’d had three of my five a day. Wow. I felt so healthy.

New York Cheesecake

This is now the second time I’ve been here, and I honestly could not recommend it highly enough. Hoping to get down here at least one more Sunday before Christmas.

Added bonus, if you don’t like a roast, the rest of the menu looks incredible too.


The King William IV, Chigwell re-opens After Refurbishment

We all know I love the King William IV in Chigwell. In fact, I’ve blogged about it before. If you know me, you know I’ll always say the best pork belly in Marbella is in La Sala, and the best pork belly in Essex is in the King William.

To be honest, when I heard the news they were refurbishing, I was a bit surprised. The King William has always been lovely inside, very modern, yet homely, so I did wonder why they had opted for a little make over. There’s more by way of an explanation on their official press release.

Here’s an excerpt:

“The makeover will give the restaurant a lighter and brighter feel, with an extension to the bar creating more flexible spaces for guests to enjoy a drink. The addition of a private function space, ideal for business meetings to birthday parties, makes The King William perfect for business or pleasure.

Guests to the pub will be able to enjoy dishes including Buttermilk Southern Fried Chicken and Caramelised Fig and Whipped Goat’s Curd Pizza, as well as daily specials and pub favourites, freshly prepared by their French head chef, Mickael Deneuve.

Lucy Murphy, General Manager at The King William, comments: “The King William provides a fantastic venue for friends and families to get together and enjoy a meal or night out, so we are excited to continue to do this with new, improved surroundings. The pub will have a fresh new look and a brand new menu that will give us the chance to show what we do best at The King William – great quality food and service.

“We’re passionate about offering those who enjoy the finer things in life a place to discover and share great tasting food and drinks and we look forward to unveiling the brand new King William to guests in November. We are offering something different to anything else in Chigwell and we’re confident we’ll attract new guests as well as our many regulars.”

One thing I like about this, I mean I REALLY like about this, is that they haven’t just waited for the King William to get into a dire, dilapidated state then refurbished it at the last possible moment. Rather, they have decided to just spend some money on making the overall experience better for the customers.

I’m also excited about the new menu. The kitchen team have always been fantastic, and I’m looking forward to trying whatever new dishes they come up with.

The King William Reopens on Wednesday 16th November 2016.

Guess who has a table booked to try out the lush new menu on the 20th of November? Watch this space for the review.

Here are some pictures of what the new King William looks like to keep you going.




Customer Service is Dead

I can’t work out if customer service is dead, or never existed.

I’ve always been under the impression, if you work in a shop, restaurant etc, you are paid to serve and help customers and not stand looking gormless and ask someone 6 times what latte they wanted.

Yesterday I went out for some lunch at a Harvester. Now I know Harvester is going to be busy on a Saturday because the people of Basildon will descend on a free salad bar like the plague of locusts descended on Egypt. I appreciate it’s busy, but having to flag down the waitress after 20 minutes of waiting like we were hitching a ride is completely unacceptable.

Did she apologise? Obv not.

‘Do you want drinks as well?’

Noooooo, we were planning on drinking from the toilet, thanks for asking though.

‘2 Harvester fried chickens…is that it?’

Nooooo the other 6 invisible people we are with want a couple of Harvester Burgers as well. Dick.

We moan about countries that harass us in markets, like Turkey, but we really could take a leaf out of their book, one time when I was in Turkey. one of the restaurants picked us up, and gave us discount and free cocktails because we agreed to eat there. Fair enough, the car was a Lada and it was touch and go if we would make the 5 minute journey alive, but it was a lovely thought.

In the Philippines, if you go into a shop they won’t even let you to up your own pay as you go phone. They politely ask for your number and do it for you. If you requested this in Essex the shop assistant would no doubt look at you like you have just pissed on them.

Shops in England may as well be self service for the amount of help you get. Today I went to Barleylands Farm Shop, which I am a usually a huge fan of, because if you can’t enjoy picking up a cheap bunch of Asparagus at 25 then really what do you have to live for.

The shop itself has a beautiful floor plan which means you effectively have to queue to look at things, and feel the type of rushed you feel when your bundling a bloke out of your flat patio doors on the sly. I panic if I don’t have time to look at things. I mean, what if I picked up what I thought was a jar of jalapenos and it ended up being olives? what would I do? who would I turn to?

The reason, for this queue that is shop long and should have some sort of vendor selling pretzels halfway through, is due to the thoroughly inept serving skills of the staff. Not sure what the hold up was, we got to the tills to find one staff member chatting to a couple about someone who used to work there, weighing their salad with the speed of a slow motion action sequence, another staff member letting people blatantly push in the queue, and the last staff member, letting a woman pay for £20 worth of shopping with 2’s and 1’s.

I know times are hard, but with a queue of 37 you really would ask someone to get rid of their change somewhere else.

So after we had waited all this time to get to the till, did said shop assistant apologise for our wait and serve us as quickly as possible?

Of course not. She stood, with a large queue of people, opened the till for one of her colleagues who worked in the outdoor bit, and changed up some if his money for him.

I had to exit before I uttered the ‘C’ word in front of a child.