On the Waterfront is a bit of a favourite around these parts and it’s always high on the list of restaurants-that-Exeter-students-take-their-parents-to. My parents, however, have never been, so when they arrived, dog in tow and after a long, traffic-ridden journey, on Friday, that was where we headed.
The skies had been threatening rain all day, but luckily things looked clear enough for us to grab a much-coveted table outside – which was handy for our puppy companion! The restaurant is famed for its perfect location right on the water at Exeter’s gorgeous quay, and despite the black clouds hanging around, it was a lovely evening.
To get things going, we ordered a jug of Pimms for mummy and I, and some bread and olives. There were three varieties of bread: one olive-y, one standard sourdough kind of thing (I think) and the most interesting, those little white parcels. Inside were two crispbreads – think cross between a poppadom and a baked tortilla.
I feel like you can’t go to the Waterfront and not get one of their famed pizzas, and after much discussion and even some complex maths, Rory and I decided to split an enormous 16″ “dustbin lid” pizza. On The Waterfront have one of the most imaginative selections of toppings I’ve ever seen, and while my brother played it relatively safe (and badly, as it turned out) with a spanish sausage creation, we opted for half crispy duck, and half “three little pigs”: pork, bacon, apple sauce and yes, that is pork scratchings on top. Just in case we didn’t have enough food, we also ordered a side of potato wedges.
The pork side was okay – pulled pork on a pizza is always a good thing in my book – but there wasn’t enough apple sauce for my liking, and I much preferred the duck side. I just can’t get enough of duck! My brother ended up not really liking his but between him and Rory, they polished off the majority of the wedges. My dad, meanwhile, was tucking into a fish finger sandwich that looked great, with big chunks of battered fish rather than actual fish fingers.
Full from our enormous pizzas and with an antsy Jimmy under the table, we skipped dessert in favour of a walk down by the river. The sun was just setting and those horrible clouds mixed with the leftover blue sky made for some pretty dramatic scenes.
The dog, of course, threw himself into the river as soon as we let him off the lead and then promptly set off in chase of another dog, which caused a fair amount of havoc. But eventually we reclaimed him and headed home! I’d always recommend On the Waterfront as my quayside destination of choice: if pizzas aren’t your thing they have loads of other options and if they are, the toppings list is unrivalled! The atmosphere is always buzzy and friendly and it’s just a nice way to while away a sunny/not so sunny evening by the river.