[I originally posted this in September 2018, but I’ve reposted it to fix the broken image links]
It took a few attempts to find somewhere to eat tonight, but we ended up at the Golden Lion which was our on initial short-list (the short-lists are drawn up by the same committee that decide who wins the bravest person of the day award….). Most people in Norfolk know this pub as the scene of Richard’s Ploughmansgate debacle.
To my horror they’ve taken off the Ploughman’s. Perhaps it’s because the chef can’t cut cheese at night 🙂 (long story)
I had Cumberland sausage, because we’re in the Lake District. The sausage was meaty and the chips were excellent, all with a rather lovely gravy. At this point I must mention that Gordon bought this meal for me, and, by an amazing coincidence, he won “person of the week” at exactly the same time. So lucky.
Looking forwards to Hellvellyn tomorrow!
Some of us thought shots were a good idea.
How lovely.
Delicious! The service at the bar was excellent, which is really part of the reasons why we kept going. Although Dave and I are rather easily led…
Dave and I kept going, we needed shots as an energy burst. They were vodka infused with various sweets, and although they were near the end, the Werther’s Original one was delicious.