Let’s break it down. You get a starter, a main, two sides, a dessert, and a bottle of fizz. For £60. That’s a fiver per person. A fiver! That’s less than a posh sandwich in London.
The main options are a bit of a power move. You’ve got a whole roast chicken, a beef joint, or a salmon en croute. I mean, the salmon en croute? That’s showing off. That’s saying, “I watched a YouTube tutorial and I’m basically Mary Berry now.”
The starter options are chef’s kiss. Think prawn cocktail, smoked salmon pâté, or a camembert that practically begs to be dipped. It’s the edible equivalent of a warm hug after a long commute.
The sides game is strong
Look, no one goes to M&S for a dry carrot. Their sides are legendary. We’re talking truffle mash, honey-glazed parsnips, and roasted root vegetables that look like they were styled for a Vogue shoot.
And the gravy? Oh, the gravy. They give you a pot of real gravy. Not that powdery, brown water stuff. This is the kind of gravy that makes you want to drink it from a teacup. (Don’t do that. Unless no one’s watching.)
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The dessert dilemma (and the fizz)
Right. Dessert. You get one for the whole table. The selection includes a sticky toffee pudding, a chocolate tart, or the aforementioned king of cakes: Colin. If you choose anything other than Colin, your guests will side-eye you for eternity. Just a warning.
And the wine? You get a bottle of Prosecco or a decent red/white. It’s not champagne, but it’s bubbly. And for a fiver a head? You’re basically legally required to pretend it’s vintage Dom Pérignon. Go on. You earned it.
