Not content with being a specialist parma house, Ms Parma's bills itself as the first and only bar entirely devoted to Victorian micro brewery beers. Obviously (and awesomely) that's no longer the case, but this is undeniably a joint that has more going for it than flattened'n'fried bird.
If you do go a parma (and why the hell wouldn't you?) you can choose from three different bases (chicken, wiener schnitzel or eggplant) and 11 different toppings (vindaloo, kalamata and roasted pumpkin are just some of the choices) We choose the chicken parmageddon which is essentially the classic parma with a homemade chili sauce made from four different chillies. Naysayers may not be happy with such a thin cut but the chicken is moist and tender from go to whoa.
Punters who don’t object to a bit Classic FM rock will be more than comfortable in Mrs Parma’s spacious surrounds. The early settler décor feels like a combination of Outback Steakhouse and Dale Kerrigan’s pool room. Service is friendly and helpful, but we can't fight the feeling that we're stuck in the memory of someone else’s1980s ski holiday.
