Well I’m no nutritionist but I’m starting to see a pattern emerging here. Breakfast is usually a vaguely healthy affair (fruit, porridge, cereal, yogurt, etc…) followed by a more substantial lunch (sandwich, salad, soup, etc…) followed by an enormous blowout evening (fine wines, roasted swan, boiled children, etc…).
Tonight however the mold has been broken. Swan is off the menu at The Builders Arms on Britten street in Chelsea. Instead we make do with some very very young Malbec, scrambled eggs in a box of toast (carve out a box from bread then fry it solid), steak + chips.
All round a fine evening of good honest 21st century Chelsea pub grub. That is to say, not that slightly over priced, honest, poor service and “good enough” food. Still I suppose it really is genuine pub grub for the age.
Time to head home and annoy the neighbours with a bit of the remastered Zeppein Mothership album…
