A Typical British Lunch
Dive into the pub, of course, to escape the British Weather
This is the Plough Inn at Pilning, just outside of Bristol. The last time I recall going there was in about 1983, to play a game of skittles. It was the first place I ever encountered an asparagus sandwich. Asparagus spears rolled in buttered wholewheat bread. A bit fancy for an 80s British Inn. They hadn't even invented the term gastropub back then!
I couldn't find the old skittle alley, but thankfully they still have a bar. A pint of Guinness for the lad, a Pims & Lemonade for me, something soft for mum.
Ha, ha, ha! Hardly gastropub. All three of us chose from the "Kid's Menu". Mum and I couldn't resist the hand-carved Wiltshire ham with fried egg and chips.
Fred had sausage, chips and beans. The portions were a pretty decent size and only £3.95 each. I don't think any of us could have managed an adult-sized portion.
There is one thing I have noticed about eating out in Britain. Buying and eating local doesn't seem to be a gimmick. It's almost de rigueur on every menu. Good job! The Wiltshire ham was delicious. You wouldn't find anything like it in America. You don't know what you are missing. Seriously.