The Food

That evening we decided to have a 3-course kitchen supper, available only to hotel guests. This meant we were dining in the working kitchen, on a large high-top oak table. We were joined by another couple, who were also visiting from London. He was a real foodie and told us we were in for a treat. He was right!

The food was exceptional. Everything was home-made, with local and very high-quality ingredients. Sitting in the kitchen, we also witnessed the chefs at work and the care that went into producing the meal. Even the simplest parts of the meal, like their homemade porridge bread and butter, were divine. For our main we had hake served on a bed of puy lentils and a mixed salad with leaves from the garden. For dessert, a pistachio and honey cake was served with poached plums and crème fraiche. My finance whispered to me that he wasn’t a big fan of crème fraiche, and we both laughed when he tried it and immediately said—actually this is delicious!

The next morning, I woke up to see the beautiful views of the surrounding area. Glebe House rests on top of a hill, overlooking rolling devon hills. It’s a very soft and soothing landscape. I could hear the soft chatter of guests and lightly smell food cooking downstairs. This has real charm to it, adding to the feeling of being at a family friend’s house.

The hotel rates include breakfast, which was delicious. This time we ate in the public dining spaces, which are spread across three rooms on the ground floor. We decided to sit in the conservatory, which was full of natural light and has a beautiful tree in the room that’s branches reach out across the ceiling, creating a canopy. Soft gentle music played, creating an ambience of deep relaxation.