Pub or Refectory?

On Friday evening, my lovely wife and I headed out for a couple of drinks at the Ruby Grand in Hammersmith before enjoying a great meal at Saigon Saigon on King Street. As the weather was pretty good on Friday, I enjoyed a nice pint of Kronenbourg 1664 at the RG and half a bottle of New Zealand Sauvingon Blanc with dinner. On our trip back through Hammersmith on our way back to Brook Green, my wife had an acute case of the dreaded FBS (full bladder syndrome). To alleviate the pain discomfort we ducked into The Plough and Harrow, W6's very own JDW house. It had been a long time since I had set foot in this place and not much had changed. Basically it reminds me more of the UCL refectory rather than a pub and was full of old geezers and drunks. While waiting patiently outside the ladies toilets for my wife to sort herself out I took a quick look into the kitchen. Row upon row of industrial microwave ovens were visible with two kitchen monkeys reheating as fast as possible. Luckily I was in and out of the shithole as fast as possible, but I am still getting flashbacks. You really do get what you pay for.

BTW - the photos didn't really turn out right, but you get the idea.

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