Warning: this report is long! Anyone who has read my trip reports knows I love sharing details, especially about food.
Having heard from a number of people how great York is, as soon as our June Best of England tour was over we headed for Kings Cross and hopped on the train. We had bought our tickets ahead of time, and were able to use our “Two Together” pass to save a bit.
We had also booked a 5 night stay at No. 21 York, a recommended guest house. (See my review https://community.ricksteves.com/travel-forum/england-reviews/no-21-york-a-lovely-guest-house-in-york – spoiler alert: we loved it!.)
Saturday, 29 June. Our guest house host Simon had emailed instructions for finding the shortcut from the train station to the guest house, saving many many steps and a lot of time. It was about a 10 – 12 minute walk, at an easy pace. Simon greeted us, showed us our room, and explained how the breakfast worked: we were to give him an order sheet the evening before breakfast, and we picked a time slot as well. It’s a small breakfast room, the guest house has minimal staff, and everything hot is cooked to order. The pre-ordering (from an amazingly vast selection) and choosing a time slot made the experience smoother and more pleasant for guests and staff alike.
Simon gave us maps, a few suggestions on what we might want to see, and once again described a shortcut into town, this one through a beautiful park along the river.
Our first task was to find a church – it was Saturday and I wanted to find a vigil Mass. As it happened, St Wilfred’s, a beautiful Neo-Gothic Oratory, was right on the most direct route between our guest house and York Minster. After Mass, we just ambled around the town, learning the layout, and filling time until our dinner reservation at Tasca Frango, 28 Colliergate, a place that had been recommended by our host Simon.
And was it great! Tasca Frango is pretty much Portuguese cuisine, but with some delightful variations. They offer small plates, and our server recommended 2 or 3 plates per person. We chose the piri piri chicken, piri piri prawns, batatas bravas, and a tomato salad. The chicken and prawns were amazing, spicier than the piri piri we had had in Portugal last year. Both were perfectly prepared, and bursting with flavor. The tomato salad was good, and went well with the chicken and prawns. The potatoes were okay, spicy, but mushier that we were expecting. We also ordered a couple of glasses of white wine.
The four plates were too much food, although we managed to finish everything except the potatoes. And somehow Stan had room for the cheesecake our server recommended. The food was so exceptional that as we were leaving we made reservations for the following Wednesday, our final evening in York.
It was dark and rainy when we left the restaurant, and we couldn’t find our way back to the shortcut to the guest house, but we did know another route, not as scenic but good enough.
Sunday, 30 June. Our first breakfast at No. 21 York. I had ordered yogurt and fruit salad, as well as a scrambled egg. The yogurt was amazing; Simon smiled when I commented: he knows the people who made it. (I suspect he also knows the cow personally, as well as the hen who laid my egg.) The fruit salad had at least 7 kinds of fresh fruit and berries, and was pristine. No sauce, no sugar, just lovely fresh fruit. (On a later day, I counted 10 kinds of fruit in my bowl!)
Stan had cold cereal, a banana (which we had requested ahead of time, when Simon had asked in an email if we had any particular food likes or dislikes,) a cinnamon roll, and a local Wensleydale cheese. We also had juice, tea and coffee, and toast from two kinds of homemade bread.
The food was all very good, and the servings were generous.