Museum cafés usually involve a lot of argy-bargy, queueing, tray pushing, self service, over-complication and hassle.

In short, I avoid them like the plague.

However, news that husband and wife team Sarah McLean and Rob Tudgey, co-owners of Coffeesmith in Witney, were opening Cogges Kitchen at Cogges Manor Farm meant there was a glimmer of hope.

So as soon as the sun came out I took the kids to find out if it passed muster.

Entirely separate to the museum, a huge courtyard full of tables frames the glass-fronted café, with an onsite children’s playground for smaller children and a larger one elsewhere on the site.

Troughs of fresh herbs, jugs of free, iced water filled with mint, cucumber or orange, and a menu that covered every eventuality all signalled that Cogges was a museum café with a difference. The food proved it.

Usually fussy eaters, mine went to town when they first viewed the menu, loving the simplicity – sandwiches, cakes, puddings, brunch.

Ordering inside, we found Rob hard at work, the kitchen at the end of the light, bright, airy loft space, demonstrating how freshly everything is made.

Indeed, having ordered the Cogges Farm Breakfast, a chef came hurrying out to snip some chives for the bubble and squeak.

It was a superb fry up by the way, putting all its rivals to shame on presentation, taste and invention tests. The black pudding was chunky and gorgeous, the eggs a bright yellow, the mushrooms came with parsley, the bubble and squeak with red cabbage and chives, the tomatoes oozing with juiciness, the bacon thick and salty, the Kelmscott sausages thick, the sourdough wonderfully chewy – all the components were carefully prepared, and the ingredients top-notch. And all for £7.25 (the mushrooms and bubble& squeak are extra).

The milkshakes were another high point, made from fresh, local ice cream right in front of you. No cheap syrup here then and enthusiastically hoovered down by the kids.

As for food they chose such a mix: one had the mac & cheese from the kids menu which cost £2.50 (yes really) which came hot and grilled on the top with a sprinkling of rocket, and disappeared in no time.

Another had the American pancakes with lemon marscapone & berry compote (£7) served in a lovely oozy stack.

I went for the full fat French toast with maple syrup and bananas and then sat in a heavenly stupor as I munched my way through the soft, chewy, egged, fried bread, the bananas softly grilled, all soaked with maple syrup, all-in-all a heavenly dish.

The scones were also a big hit, served with some delicious tea. The brownies just right. The ice cream perfect.

And sat in the sunshine, eating this divine food, I wondered why other museums make things so much more complicated. Why put us through such hell when Cogges Kitchen amply demonstrates how to do it properly

Because this is where it’s at. Cogges Kitchen is the daddy and I’m a massive and respectful fan.