Back To The Garden Farm Shop Café Restaurant & Garden

So, you’ve heard of farm-to-table, sure. But have you ever been to a place where the farm practically tickles your plate before you take a bite? Welcome to Back To The Garden, a farm shop, café, restaurant, and garden that’s less a business and more a delicious conspiracy to make you hug a carrot.

First, the Farm Shop: A Hoarding Paradise

Walking into the shop is like walking into your grandma’s pantry if she suddenly became a gourmet millionaire. There are jars of honey that probably know the names of the bees that made them. You’ll find cheese so local, it might still be plotting its escape from the dairy.

I once bought a loaf of bread there that smelled like a warm hug from a baker who just won the lottery. The shelves are stacked with seasonal produce, and I swear the tomatoes were judging me for not having a better salad plan. Fair enough.

Surprising fact: they sell a chutney that has won more awards than most Hollywood actors. It’s called “Scoff & Quaff,” and it pairs with cheese so well, you’ll start to believe in culinary soulmates.

The Café: Where Caffeine Meets Chaos (in a Good Way)

The café is the heart of the operation—part community hub, part caffeine delivery system. The barista here can spell your name wrong in four different latte art styles. It’s charming, not insulting.

Their scones are the size of a toddler’s head. No, really. I measured. One bite, and you’ll start making up reasons to stay: “Oh no, it’s raining inside? Better have another tea.” The coffee is roasted locally, and it’s so strong it might invent a new language in your mouth.

Fun surprise: they have a “secret menu” item called the Hangover Breakfast Stack. It’s two fried eggs, bacon, black pudding, and a hash brown the size of a frisbee. It’s not medicinal, but it should be.

The Restaurant: Dinner That Could Cure Your Fear of Vegetables

If the café is the friendly cousin, the restaurant is the sophisticated sibling who knows how to throw a party. The menu changes with the seasons, which is nature’s way of saying “You don’t get to eat that tomato in December, you monster.”

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I once ordered a roast dinner here. The Yorkshire pudding was so tall, it looked like it was trying to escape the plate. The gravy? It had its own personality. I think it winked at me. The lamb was so tender, you could cut it with a stern glance.

A surprisingly true fact: the chef once grew a three-foot-long courgette (zucchini) in the garden. He then turned it into a pasta alternative so good, it made me forget I was eating a vegetable the size of a small dog.

The Garden: Where You’re Allowed to Touch the Food (Before It’s Cooked)

Right outside the restaurant is the actual garden. It’s not just for show—it’s a living larder. You can walk through rows of herbs that smell like a wizard’s apothecary. There’s a polytunnel that looks like a giant, see-through caterpillar eating the sun.

They grow things like “Rainbow Chard” and “Kale That Doesn’t Taste Like Punishment.” I saw a bee working so hard, it looked like it needed a union break. The best part? You can touch the plants. Just don’t eat the dirt. Trust me, it’s not as good as the cake.

Another wild fact: the garden has a bug hotel. It’s a literal hotel for insects, with tiny rooms. I’m pretty sure the beetles pay rent in pollination. It’s adorable and slightly creepy, like a Wes Anderson movie for bugs.

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The Cocktail Problem (Yes, It’s a Problem)

Let’s talk about the drinks. They have a cocktail list that uses garden herbs and flowers. I sipped a “Lavender Fizz” that tasted like a field in France had a party in a glass. The bartender told me they infused the gin with rosemary they grew that morning. That’s not mixology; that’s wizardry.

They also do a “Garden G&T” that comes with a sprig of thyme so fresh, it might still be angry at being picked. One sip, and you’ll forget your own name. Two sips, and you’ll be trying to friend-request the basil plant on Facebook.

Fun fact: the non-alcoholic “Elderflower & Mint Spritzer” is so refreshing, it’s been known to cure temporary amnesia. (Not proven. But I’d test it.)

Final Boss: The Experience

Back To The Garden isn’t just a place to eat—it’s a scene. You’ll see toddlers discovering that strawberries come from plants, not plastic punnets. You’ll spot couples on first dates trying to impress each other with their knowledge of kale varieties. It’s all very wholesome, like a Norman Rockwell painting that hired a Michelin-star consultant.

The staff are so friendly, they make you feel like you’ve been coming here for thirty years, even if it’s your first time. One employee once hand-picked a raspberry from the garden for my son, who then proceeded to drop it on the floor. The employee handed him another one without flinching. That’s service. That’s love.

So go. Eat a scone the size of your face. Drink a cocktail that tastes like a botanical garden had a fever dream. And for the love of all that is delicious, buy that award-winning chutney. Your cheese board will thank you. And so will the bees.