Unexpected eating experiences

Unexpected eating experiences
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#1

Went to Simpsons Tavern on Cornhill - a Chop House since 1757. Samuel Pepys used to eat there. Well old school. Carnivores dream. Good food and ale. staff are fun. Quite cheap, worth a visit :blush:

Have passed it countless times over the years but never stepped in.

My new favourite place.

What is your favourite eatery? Have you discovered somewhere new recently?


#2

I worked a few doors down from Simpsons from 2010-2014. A cracking place for sure.

I miss Buffalo Bills in Southampton, opposite the Mayflower. Countless years of happy occasions. I know it’s still there but after 20+ years of the same owners - and the same chef! - it changed hands and reviews say its shit now. Morons.


#3

Oh, btw. Samuel Pepys has been recently outed for Weinstein type activities, but don’t let that that put you off. I don’t think they employ anyone under 45 - on the other hand, if that’s your bag…

:lou_wink_2:


#4

Did Pepys haunt it or dine there?

Wikipedia says he died 50 years before your place opened.


#5

He read good reviews of it and went back to check it out…as you do. :lou_lol:


#6

f wikipedia is to be believed then fine. Elsewhere on t’internet said otherwise. Have always been an indifferent student to historical accuracy

Bletch 1:0 Pie-eyed drunk

:lou_lol:


#7

In the '70s used to love “Alice’s” just across the road from “The Cricketers” in Carlton Place. It was one of the first home made burger places in the city…played good music too…great place to meet up and go onto other places in town. Cheap and cheerful with brightly painted furniture…affordable house wine served in a Giraffe. :lou_lol:


#8

Cool @lifeintheslowlane

Giraffes’ were still well posh in late '70s early '80’s when I went out for a meal at the Pizza place in Dibden Purlieu with my first proper girlfriend - think it was called Capers. Closed down only recently.


#9

It was a time of faux-sophistication, especially when Simon’s Wine Bar opened just down the road from Alice’s in the mid '70s. Quaffining Liebfraumilch, Piesporter Michelsberg or a cheeky White Zinfandel, TBH anything that sounded relatively foreign.

Thanks too to Berni Inns that would serve up a Prawn Cocktail, Steak, Chips & Peas and Black Forest Gateau for around £2.50 in the late '60s. If you thought you were in with a good chance you’d push the boat out and buy a bottle of White Hirondel too.

I wouldn’t be surprised if some of you youngsters are here today courtesy of a bottle of Hirondel. :lou_wink_2:


#10

Add Black Tower and Blue Nun to that list @lifeintheslowlane


#11

You forgot Black Forest Gateaux

Seriously underrated & something I could eat right now!


#12

I once squirted a pouch of apple jam into my mouth thinking it was apple juice. It was an unexpected and unwelcome experience.


#13

There are many questions around why @gavstar

but, how?


#14

I was a big fan of Alice’s!


#15

Where the fuck is Alice


#16

My story begins 5 years ago, me and my mate were driving out to Greece to work for the summer, I had made it as far as the ferry before I decided to become violently unwell with food poisoning. My mate took over sole driving responsibilities as I was a bit delirious, and our journey was made quite a lot longer by me needing to stop every 45 mins or so to empty myself. Some time the next day as we were about to leave france and enter Italy I am starting to feel better and feel the need to hydrate, so whilst my mate is filling up on petrol I buy the only thing I think my stomach will tolerate, a small pouch of ‘apple juice’, like the pouches lucozade sport used to come in. As we rejoin the motorway I proclaim to my mate that ‘I am so looking forward to this’ as I squeeze almost an entire pouch of thick apple jam into my mouth. I did not feel hydrated. As I tell my ‘mate’ what I have done and how disgusting it was and how disappointed I am he almost has an asthma attack from laughing so hard.

I guess the moral of the story is don’t trust the french.


#17

I didn’t :lou_surprised: …to quote my earlier post…

Thanks too to Berni Inns that would serve up a Prawn Cocktail, Steak, Chips & Peas and Black Forest Gateau for around £2.50 in the late '60s. If you thought you were in with a good chance you’d push the boat out and buy a bottle of White Hirondel too.


#18

There used to be a place in Liverpool before they moved call Eureka, it was proper genuine family run Greek food, all the family worked there, in a run down 60’sshopping parade, people used to come from all over to eat there, now they’ve moved its nowhere near as authentic nor as good, shame.


#19

My wife has just said they had to go as they knocked down said delapidated shopping arcade.


#20

l’histoire du stupide homme anglais et ses poches de pomme.

And to think I was going to let you touch my groin.

We’d have probably both been covered in apple sauce.