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Gordo ‘Toasts the Roast’ at the Malmaison

Gordo gets a roasting from the Mal but devours their new Sunday lunch anyway

Written by . Published on April 21st 2009.

Gordo ‘Toasts the Roast’ at the Malmaison

What’s all that about, Toast the Roast, you may well ask. In Australian, it means ‘throw another leg of beef on the barbie, Sheila’. Graham Bradford, manager of the Malmaison decided that it would be a great name for his new initiative: getting a great value Sunday lunch on the go at the Mal. He is himself Australian. Over here, it’s mainly premiership footballers who are toasting the roast, but hey-ho, there you go, cultural differences and all that.

Graham had grabbed Gordo by the neck recently, giving him a wholly different type of roasting after Gordo had abused the ‘free’ wine deal he offered him a few Fridays ago. (He had a point, five bottles of £62 premier cru burgundy was taking the mickey). Graham then dusted him off and invited him to come and ‘toast the roast’.

“Bring Cat, Gordo, and her parents. They'll love it.”

Gordo wasn’t sure that Cat would be up for roasting, after all, the relationship was in its early days. He was bloody sure that Anne and Jim wouldn’t be.

“We have beef and pork on next Sunday,” added Graham.

The penny drops. It turns out that Toast the Roast is a deal that Graham thinks will liven up the city dwellers, in fact anyone who loves a good quality Sunday roast. For £15 you get a choice of two roasts, preceded by soup, with all the trimmings including a great half bottle of red or white house wine.

On the Sunday that Gordo tripped over to try the deal, it was grey and miserable but the Mal staff, as always, put a smile on his face.

“Eh, never mind Mr Bradford giving you a bollocking about the wine, Gordo,” said an unnamed co-conspirator. “We love it when you wind him up, have another go!”

Gordo stuck to the drill in this instance. Soup, first rate. It’s been a long time coming but Gordo has finally taken to ordering soup. Back in the days when he was in a kitchen (the Legh Arms in Prestbury, 33 years ago) they used to open a can of Heinz. Not any more, good stuff this, starting off with gently frying onions.

The roast shoulder of pork was memorable. Fashionably fatty, slow roasted, moist with a great crackling, chef Kevin Whiteford takes care when looking for his produce and this rare breed, locally farmed porker had clearly been cosseted by the farmer’s daughter.

Gordo can recommend this deal. Think of having a tip top meal in fabulous surroundings with half a bottle of good wine – at the same price as steamed grey beef, soggy Yorkshires, over-cooked cauliflower, lumpy packet soup and a couple of glasses of rotgut in a pub – and you'll understand why.

Aaah. It’s Toast to the Roast. Got it…

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