Jeremy Clarkson has successfully opened his Diddly Squat Restaurant after months of squabbling with his local council over whether he could or not. In the end, the council rejected his proposal over claims that it would disrupt the area of naturally beauty. But this didn’t stop Jeremy, who instead found a loophole allowing him to open a restaurant in a slightly different location.
Now, the restaurant has been open for a few days and the reviews have been piling in. I covered a very negative review recently, but overall people have been very interested in what the restaurant has to offer. Well, as long as they’re meat-eaters.
As advertised on the restaurant’s booking website, this restaurant isn’t quite like others:
“Before making your booking, you should know it’s small, mostly outdoors and very rustic. Ordering a beer or going to the lavatory isn’t as easy as in your local pub and we don’t cater to the faddy.
“We’ve done our best to keep you warm and dry, but this is England. On the upside, the view is enormous and almost everything you eat was grown or reared on our farm, so it’s fresh with minimal food miles.
“There is no menu as such – we simply serve what’s available that day. But worry not, your table will be given a selection of snacks and starters followed by a roast and a pudding.”
Jeremy talked to The Sun about how this came about:
“We had planning permission turned down but we’re opening anyway.
“Everyone at Diddly Squat has spent the last three months becoming an expert in planning regulations and we’ve found a delightful little loophole.
“We’re going to sell all the stuff we produce on the farm and finally make some profit from the stuff we grow rather than run up losses.”
While this sounds like the right mindset, many could be disappointed to find out that the restaurant doesn’t cater to vegetarians or vegans. The menu changes most days with each day focussing on meat.
This isn’t unsurprising with Jeremy being famous for his views against vegetarians and vegans. When he took his first lambs to be slaughtered, he said the following:
“I was present at all their births, I raised them, and I fed them, and I loved them, and I picked them up and cuddle them, and went ‘Oh aren’t they sweet?’
“They gambled around in the fields outside the house and made attractive noises, and now they’re off to the abattoir.
“That’s just, everybody likes a roast lamb – well, I do – on a Sunday, so that’s where they went and I ate them.”