When you live 3000+ miles away from your family, being in the same city as a parent on their birthday is a truly special thing, and being able to treat a parent to a birthday lunch is just as sacred. Knowing that I had yet to show her Covington, I treated Mamma to lunch at Coppins at Hotel Covington a few weeks ago, after a swift pint and a birthday donut at Braxton. I have been to several events at Hotel Covington over the last year or so, but it was high time I visited for real. And gang? It was absolutely lovely.

We began our happy visit with a glass of champagne, and toasted the birthday girl and our good health- these one-on-one lunches and days out with my Mamma are so special and sacred, we have a decades old traditional of Girls Days Out in London and I’m hoping one day to do one in New York *fingers crossed*. Days out with Mamma often, heck, ALWAYS involve good food and our visit to Coppins was no exception. I was sure to mention at the time of booking that we were celebrating a birthday, and Lyndsey our server was nothing short of perfect- not overly attentive, and personable enough to joke and laugh with us over my refusal to share dessert with the birthday girl. Our table, in the light and airy sunroom that was peppered with other guests, was just out of earshot from the hustle and bustle of the bar and check in desk, the leather booth seat was so darn comfy, I could have whiled away hours there with more champagne.


A piping hot bowl of corn fritters paired nicely with our bubbly to kick things off. The beignet like starter wasn’t too stodgy, striking a great balance between doughy and airy. Those close to me know that I am not much of a fan of corn in any shape or form, but these were *kisses fingers*. Served with a punchy buttermilk remoulade, the fritters were exceptionally moreish.

Thanks to close to 10 years of boarding school meals, I will always go for fish on a Friday, so it was no surprise that I opted for the Beer Battered Cod which, save for the fish and chips at The Rusty Bucket, was the best fried fish I’ve had this side of the pond. The batter was perfectly crisp, and the fish was flaky and tender and thankfully not over-seasoned which so many establishments do. Paired with what I believe to be the same remoulade as the fritters and some piping hot fries, this made for a fine fish Friday lunch- Mamma even stole a bite towards the end and agreed that this was a perfectly cooked piece of cod.


Mamma opted for the Nashville Hot Chicken Thigh with lashings of “dirty” mayo (no clue) some sizeable pickle slices and fries. As I’m not one for spice, she got the sandwich all to herself and given that we ate in near silence, I’m going to hazard a guess that she really, really enjoyed it!


Our lunch ended, as any lunch should, with lots of umming and ahhing over dessert. I eventually settled on the mango cheesecake. Light, saccharine, slightly deconstructed as so many cheesecakes are these days, this sweet treat really put a bow on a wonderful lunch at Coppins. I know I shall be back with J some time soon as their Black Hawk Farm’s wagyu/angus beef burger is in his top 3 musts, and I’m hoping we can tie in dinner with a stay at the hotel. This is such a gem of a place, so expertly designed and presented with staff that are second to none. I can’t wait to visit again!



Coppin’s – Hotel Covington

638 Madison Ave, Covington, KY 41011

Breakfast: Monday – Friday, 7:30 A.M. – 11:00 A.M., Saturday – Sunday, 7:30 A.M. – 10:00 A.M.

Brunch: Saturday – Sunday, 10:00 A.M. – 2:00 P.M.

Lunch: Monday – Friday, 11:00 A.M. – 2:00 P.M.

Dinner: Sunday – Thursday, 5:00 P.M. – 9:00 P.M., Friday – Saturday, 5:00 P.M. – 10:00 P.M

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