. "2011-08-03T00:00:00"^^ . . . "0"^^ . "4"^^ . "When I heard that we were spending the evening at the Queen and Beaver, my first thought was: \"Queens *and* beavers? Talk about something for everyone!\" As I soon discovered, however, the Queen and Beaver is not an entertainment venue but a pub--and a damned nice one. \n\nThe bar itself is small and too close to the entrance but the appropriately dark and sedate dining areas were just the place for a relaxing meal, ribald conversation, and the occasional inebriated donkey laugh. Although I admit to some sticker shock when I opened the menu, I quickly moved past it and settled on the curry, which was very tasty, as were the fries I snatched (still thinking about beavers) off my dining companions' plates. Speaking of plates, one part of me thought that the mismatched charity shop/grandma's house crockery was a nice touch but given the price of a meal, the rest of me decided that management could afford a matching set. All told, I'd happily to return to the Queen and Beaver. \n\nPssst (or should I say \"piss\"?): The gents' urinals display a refreshing bit of whimsy, definitely something not to be . . . um . . . missed."^^ . "0"^^ . "3"^^ .