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Scotch egg (which is listed on the 'no meat' side of the menu, with the confusing caveat, 'contains meat') is another precision-tooled, panko-crusted morsel, made with smoked haddock and black pudding rather than pork, wrapped around a quail's egg whose vivid yolk flows liquid gold.There's an almost Nordic spareness to venison chilli, deeply, lip-stickingly savoury under a creamy rice foam sprinkled with shaved dark chocolate.If my ambition to invoke that former resident – Mr Thomas Stearns Eliot OM, no less – has not been achieved, the above lines perhaps a more fitting homage to Pam Ayres than to the author of The Waste Land, then at least let me assure lovers of Eliot’s verse that this review will end not with a bang, but with the usual whimper.

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Chips, herb-dusted and hefty as potato wedges, with Béarnaise sauce for dipping, deliver proper triple-cooked crunch.

They're so good we order a second bowl; not the sort of behaviour carb-shunning Kerridge 2.0 would encourage.

Small and still and round and furry: was it an embalmed, beloved cat?

Though my eyesight’s rather blurry So it could have been a hat.

Arriving at a cautious 12.15pm on a midweek lunchtime, we find every table already taken. This place, like the new-look Tom Kerridge himself, is much smaller than you're expecting.

A narrow sliver of a room, arranged around a shiny L-shaped pewter bar, is edged with around a dozen small tables, at which diners perch snugly side by side.

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Ten years ago, I went for lunch at the newly-opened Hand and Flowers in Marlow, almost by accident.

Modestly sized, low on garnishes, high on polish: this is tapas-style eating applied to trad Brit-French dishes.

Take the crispy pig's head with piccalilli, which despite the trencherman promise of the description, is almost Japanese in its restraint – a crisp, panko-crumbed croquette holding a swoony dice of pork cheek, garnished by a thin wand of brittle crackling.

Since then, the Hand and Flowers has blossomed from brilliant local to Michelin-garlanded Mecca for food pilgrims.

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