Breakfast at Knitsley Farm

I've been hearing great things about Knitsley Farm for what seems like years now, and for some reason never actually got around to trying it. So on Sunday morning, with nowhere to be and a craving for bacon (it's this problem I have), the Husband and I decided to head over for breakfast.

Did someone say bacon?
The farm is in the village of Knitsley, just south of Consett in County Durham. We arrived just after opening at 10am and the carpark was already starting to get busy which is a sign of how popular Knitsley Farm is. We also had a nice welcome from a hopeful looking beagle who was hovering outside the entrance door. Amongst various other awards, the farm has recently won the title of Butcher's Shop of the Year as well as the prestigious Taste of England Gold award. The actual cafe is quite small with only eleven tables which filled up within ten minutes of being there. The Husband declared he must try everything on the breakfast menu so went for a full English which was £8.95 and was HUGE. In addition to the plate full of bacon, sausage, eggs, mushrooms, tomatoes and black pudding, it also came with a rack of toast and orange juice.

Obviously I gave into my craving and ordered the slightly less photogenic bacon sandwich which consisted of three thick slices of bacon in a soft white bun- and it was amazing. I tried not to think too much of the (delicious, juicy) pigs on the farm as I ate. The Husband was equally impressed with his meal and had to admit defeat before finishing (which is unheard of usually). As the cafe was so busy I couldn't really take any photos of anything other than our plates, but once we'd finished (and freed up the table for one of the twenty or so people queuing outside), we wandered into the adjoining farm shop, which sells all of the farm's fresh produce as well as other local foods and confectionary, to pick up some fresh eggs, bread and a slice of what is possibly the most amazing vanilla cheesecake I've ever tasted to take home.

Before we could leave I had to have a stern conversation with a cockerel who'd made himself at home in front of my car in the carpark. He finally moved on, whilst complaining loudly, and this prompted me to wonder whether anyone has ever been attacked by a cock. I did a google search when I got home and the results were...well, best left off this blog, I think.

We'll be returning to Knitsley soon, apparently the Sunday lunches are amazing (although I am not a huge Sunday dinner fan, as I've mentioned previously). Considering how busy it gets, I'd imagine you definitely need to book, though.

Have you tried Knitsley Farm?

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