So we need to clarify straight away - nothing can beat your Nan’s roast. If Tom Kerridge served me a Sunday Roast and asked me “Is that better than your Nan’s?” I’d just stare at him with a blank, cold expression. His question doesn’t even dignify a response.
No. Actually, I would respond. “Kerridge you clown” I’d say “My Nan’s roast is 40 years of refinement and dedication. Your Michelin stars mean nothing in this arena”. He would nod, knowingly, that he had been vanquished. Silly Tom.
Now that we’ve laid the ground rules, there are chefs out there whose Sunday Roasts will come within a whisker of your Nan’s. A big portion of flavourful meat (or vegan haggis - yum) as the centre piece. Plentiful fluffy in the middle, crispy on the outside potatoes that are soaking up that rich, intense gravy it’s smothered in. Veg that hasn’t been treated as an after-thought , and of course, a whopping, great big Yorkshire pud.
Go forth, hungry Bristolian, knowing full well that your Sunday Roast cravings will be 99.99% satisfied with our top picks. Maybe take your Nan as well?