C.j.'s Takeaway in Ribble Valley

This was our first time at Angels and it did not disappoint at all. Sadly we did not take any pictures as we had such a lovely night. The 5 course menu was beautiful from start to finish . I would fully recommend this as a must go to destination .

Can't beat it, classic food with even better service. Service with a smile !! The cakes are amazing as well.

My partner and I stumbled upon this place on the way back from an overnight stay at the Forest of Bowland when we decided to stop off for something to eat on our way home. All I can say about this place is that they served me the best food I have ever eaten. I had the French Onion Soup to start, the Chicken Supreme for main and the Creme Brulee to finish. My goodness. It just got better and better with each bite. The staff were very helpful and professional and the service was prompt and efficient. I'm so glad we found this little gem. We are already planning our next visit.

I can't fault anything about my visit, food was hot, fresh and extremely tasty delivered by an efficient group of pleasant waitress staff. Sadly the venue is closing tomorrow, a sad loss for people wanting a great meal

I’ve been coming here for a couple of years now, usually riding in from Wigan during the summer. It used to be a decent little stop, but lately, the service has gone downhill—fast. The staff are just plain rude now. I don’t know if it’s because we’re bikers or what, but the attitude is clear. Cold, unwelcoming, and miserable. Today was the last straw. They’ve got some bizarre issue with people eating outside. Unless you specifically say you're eating outside, they don’t tell you you’ll be charged more. I always thought the extra fee applied only to eating inside. I buy my food, sit outside, and suddenly I’m being told—again—that I should have said something. Why? What's the logic? It feels like a trap to squeeze more money out of people who just want to enjoy their lunch in the sun. And the staff today? Absolutely no excuse. The older lady behind the counter was downright nasty to a frail old man who just wanted a cheese pie. She wouldn’t even walk around to help him find it. Just stood there, blank-faced and unbothered. It was honestly hard to watch. The younger woman wasn’t much better—snappy, passive-aggressive, just zero effort in basic customer service. If you don’t like bikers, say it. Put it on the website, slap a sign on the front door. Don’t take our money and then treat us like dirt. This place has lost whatever charm it used to have. I won’t be coming back, and I’ll make sure my mates know not to bother either.