‘We cannot praise it too highly,’ says a report this year on brothers Charles and Edmund Inkin’s dining pub-with-rooms. ‘Excellent’, another succinctly concurs. As at sister pubs The Felin Fach Griffin and Old Coastguard (see entries), the style is artfully shabby-chic, relaxed, with mix-and-match furniture, rich warm colours, works by local artists. Perfectly placed to tackle the nearby coastal path, it also majors in indolence, perhaps watching the local herd amble past to milking, or curling up fireside with one of the many house paperbacks. Bedrooms have a Roberts radio but no TV, fresh flowers, smart toiletries, Welsh blankets, views of the Atlantic or moors. Chef Max Wilson uses produce from local food producers, purveyors and foragers to devise his menus. ‘We want your home-grown fruits and vegetables’, reads a chalked sign on the pub wall. You can eat in any of the comfy public rooms, such dishes as ray wing, crushes potatoes, spinach, caper butter; red gurnard, spring onions, ginger, seaweed, cuttlefish; sprouting broccoli, garlic, za’atar, yogurt. The bar, with ‘a splendid range of drinks’, is a popular local drop-in. (Richard Mitton, CS)