Their beer selection is lengthy (and tasty), and they've got all the fine British staples, like fish and chips, bangers and mash and shepherd's pie. That's all fine and good. But I'm going back again and again for the fried pickles.
Have you ever had a fried pickle? It's heavenly. I'm not the biggest pickle person, but somehow, when encased in spicy batter, the pickle is elevated to fabulousness. It retains the sour crispness, but with an added bonus of spicy bread. SOOOO good. Ashleigh and I went last night and shared drinks with a plate of fried pickles and I tell you, that is the secret to a good friendship: beer, Captain Morgans and Ginger Ales, and a plate of fried pickles.
If fried pickles aren't your thing, the restaurant is still pretty nice. It has a very nice patio area with fire pits where Sean and I spied too men sharing beers and a game of chess on a Sunday afternoon.