When you’ve run a fair way big food is a requirement, so it was with a sense of relief that friends told me that they’d like to eat in a country pub later that day.
The hours of Sunday roast had passed so I plumped for cheeseburger with a pint of Otter on the side. The burger had the trinity of good burger – mass, taste and juice. Chips along side that were demolished and then a bit of salad too. The perfect culinary round off to a semi-athletic day.
The pub itself is a gem. Sometimes it’s good to get out of London.
To see where else I’ve eaten go to the Google Map …
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