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| - Its Halloween day, all dressed up and decided to check this spot out in Town Square. Once I checked in, I noticed that this place is called both English's Gastro Pub and English's Quintessentially British. Once I heard the second name, I got an eerie feeling and chills down my spine (not from Halloween), suddenly recalling a story from a trusted foody colleague of mine about this very spot. In a few words, she said, "save your money." But like movie reviews, I have to try it for myself, plus a visitor is with us, so that's a good unbiased opinion.
Anyhow, we were told to seat ourselves, no big deal. We sat near the bar, close to the TV. We asked the waitress/greeter/cook/server if she could change it to the Lakers game. She responded, "why, they' re going to lose anyway." Mistake # 1. She then took our order, I ordered the Fuller ESB. A little flat for some reason, like the beer was stored at various temperatures, unless its my taste...then that's simply preference and no ones fault. Still, things are looking grim.
So, about 5 minutes later, oh girl comes back and claims that they can't catch the channel because they have Time Warner cable. Whatever. I grin and bear and like to make the best of things, so we do. About 10 minutes later she returns and reiterated that they have to look for the designated channel changer dude...I was over it.
Although, I must say when the food came out...(bangers and mash) it was pretty good. I forgot how much I loved Cumberland sausages, not sausages in particular (no homo). Thankfully, I CAN be a meat a potatoes guy and its easy to make me happy...not saying I don't like to get a little fancy at times.
VERDICT: Aside from the service or lack there of, bartender seemed to be serving himself more than us, it was aight...Peep the stars yall. Food is good, prolly more so for those culturally adept. Peace!
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