We had a fabulous spontaneous family lunch last Saturday at the acclaimed Cafe No. 8 in York. After squeezing our way to Gillygate through York’s ever- thronging streets, we gave up on shopping and looked forward to a laid- back lunch, hoping that Jemima (one) would either sleep (dreaming?) or be kept quiet by a never-ending supply of bread sticks (more likely).
We were pleased to see that there were some other noisy children in the room and luxuriated in being away from the crowd and our drinks – wine (large, me), beer (dad) and milk (Jemima). It felt like ages since we had lunch out, and the menu was very enticing. it’s not often you would happily order anything, but today I would have done. Not-very surrepticiously eyeing the other diner’s plates I was tempted by a jewel coloured beetroot and goats cheese risotto and fish chowder. After seeing a cheeseburger walk past (not literally, of course) my choice was made.
A table of kind ladies next to us helped keep Jemima amused when the breadsticks wore thin. When my burger arrived it was everything a brilliant burger should be, and more. No fancy accompaniements or sauces, just a fine large blob of pink mince, soft and light with cheese on the top in-between two slices of chargrilled bread. A side of perfect goose-fat cooked chips would rival Heston’s any day. My hubbie said his Leek and Potato soup was great, although I definitely clocked his disappointment that he didn’t got for the cheeseburger.
So, York’s best burger? I think definitely. Yorkshire’s best burger? Let me know what you think!
A Yorkshire Heart x