This is the place for curried lamb stew. The only reason I stopped eating was because my stomach got full. If I could have ordered a second helping and eaten it, I would’ve done so. The slope of the floor is a bit annoying to my vertigo’d brain, but what the hell– the place is over 600 years old. Love the atmosphere, staff(complete with little white dog), and bartender with his smoker’s smile. Tried the Horizon golden ale, it was yummy. Castle Combe is a lovely, tiny town in the winding hills — just a beautiful, beautiful spot.