Greggs in Epping Forest

Lovely authentic food, hotel has v. Comfy beds (hypnos) needs updating and refurb but such good food worth a meal and stay overnight ???

If I could give zero stars, I would, they were extremely rude, tutting his teeth at us and we will not be ordering from this restaurant again, extremely rude to their customers the receptionist even climbed over their bar offering a young lady out.

We had a really nice evening celebrating my sister's birthday. The staff and service were outstanding. Helpful amd attentive. The food was spot on. Big portions and delicious. Would recommend and wi definitely go back.

Possibly the worst Thai curry I have had the misfortune to eat, it was uneatable, the chicken was hard and not fresh , the rice was hard, the curry was watery, Will not order from them again, avoid.

Let me start by saying: the food here is outrageously good. The sandwiches are divine, the cakes are borderline spiritual experiences. I work in Debden, yet I willingly walk to Theydon Bois at lunchtime and catch the tube back, just to get my hands on a Bakewell tart that tastes like it was baked by angels. But then you meet her. The blonde woman behind the counter is less “service with a smile” and more “served with a sneer.” Miserable doesn’t even scratch the surface — she’s like a black-hole in an apron, draining every ounce of life from the room the moment she opens her mouth. Rude, condescending, and so aggressively unpleasant that she could suck the joy out of a lemon tart from 50 paces. What really turns my stomach, though, is the way she treats the Asian woman who works alongside her. You don’t need a HR degree to see it’s bullying. it’s blatant, cruel, and deeply uncomfortable to witness. The poor woman deserves a medal, or at the very least, a workplace free of passive-aggressive jabs and public dressing-downs. I’ve given this place three chances. Three. Because the food is that good. But each time, I’ve left feeling like I need therapy and a sage cleansing. I just can’t keep rewarding this behaviour, it’s like emotionally abusive fine dining. So here we are: five-star food dragged into the gutter by one woman’s catastrophic lack of people skills. I won’t be back, and that breaks my heart, but my dignity is worth more than another of their cream cakes, not matter how sublime.