the original gastropub

Last night, I met up with a good friend from our Masters who’s in London for a bit of a holiday.

When in Britain, do as the Brits do…. so we went to a pub.

The Eagle, to be precise. This ‘gastropub’ was the first of it’s kind, catering for foodies and drinkers alike.

I went for a half Hoegaarden. After a bit of chatting and catching up, we spent at least 10-15 minutes trying to decipher what was written over the bar (they really need to improve their handwriting!). The menu for the day was very well-rounded, with fish, beef, pork, chicken and vegetarian options. When the chicken was sold out, they replaced it with rabbit stew!

I settled on a rare grilled beef steak on a bed of rocket and potato salad with balsamic dressing.

rare grilled steak salad

The food was fantastic!

Beef was grilled to perfection (they walked it past the kitchen… ๐Ÿ˜€ Not for the faint of heart), the rocket was peppery and went brilliantly with the tender juicy beef, and the balsamic vinegar gave it the ‘punch’ it needed. If I were to gripe about anything, it would be that there were too many new potatoes and some of them were slightly undercooked.

The atmosphere was buzzing and warm, and were also treated to the occasional ‘flambe’ at the open kitchen by the bar where they were tossing out dinners. A tad too noisy, but that’s to be expected in a popular pub. Had to shout to have a conversation.

After 2 hours of trying to outdo the other tables in our individual shouting matches, we decided to move off to somewhere quieter, and ended up at the Three Compasses where we had some fuel (I mean, drinks) for another hour of chatting. Not the prettiest of pubs, but it was close to the station and didn’t have to hurt our throats trying to get heard.

Overall, spent a very enjoyable evening with a friend, and looking forward to Sunday for more London food adventuresย  again!



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