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Tuesday, 15 September 2009

Chop House and Nylon.


Evening on the terrace.












The new landlord (tenant) of the 7*s has a wife and at least two adolescent sons, so to keep them employed he has sacked the woman who used to cook me the pub's best steaks and chops. He has also sacked Jake, the only real barman. Could almost forgive all that if he didn't always wear garish, shiny,nylon rugby/football shirts and track-suit bottoms. It shows such thoughtless disrespect for his customers don't you think? I am sure he showers frequently, but he never looks clean (Not only that, but the wife flirts with the customers.) So, it's frozen chips and frozen veg now with your steak. Might need to look further abroad for my 'local'. Quite like the Punch B & L, but perhaps it's a bit too impersonal. Shall have to try the food there.

Pip, pip,

The Leg

2 comments:

Rory O'Moore said...

That's the only way to deal with them, Leg.
Take your money elsewhere and tell everybody why.

Anonymous said...

Learn to cook?? as well as learning to paint.