Never go anywhere on St Valentine’s Day, at least not eat out.
I made that mistake once, ate with friends at an Indian restaurant. It was so awful, so tacky.
I thought maybe lunchtime would be ok in a village pub.
Pub was busy, lucky to find a table, but then the pub tiny.
Pub full of dogs.
Menu far too many items, which is never a good sign.
I had decided on gammon steak, but as rump streak only a pound more decided on rump steak.
Asked the young lad serving of the soup. He did not know. He went and checked. Tomato and basil
Ordered the tomato soup. A long wait, soup never came, steak arrived, followed by a bowl of chips.
Steak was ok, worth paying three times what would pay Wetherspoon on Tuesday (if add in the beer)? No, on a good day, Wetherspoon better, on a bad day worse.
Not in the same league as steak in Athens. But then that was around 30 euros.
Onion rings were cold, peas almost cold, mushroom, tomato and chips hot.
The last part of my streak tough and grisly. I shared with two cocker spaniels, making friends for life.
Beer bitter, I would far have preferred a decent craft beer. Never confuse hops with bitter.
A choice of around half a dozen real ales. Far better than most pubs which serve the output of chemical plants owned international conglomerates. Better than the average Wetherspoon, look closer and note most of the real ales are from conglomerates.
Poor though compared with a good tap room. For example BearHeadz or Growlers & Cans.
White van chiller van pulled up and offloaded as finished meal (well actually a large lorry). Across the road an excellent butcher. That pub sources from a catering supplier, says all you need to know about the pub. I then popped across the road to the butcher. I will cook something far better than the pub served.
We are currently at risk of coronavirus. No soap in the toilet to wash hands.
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