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The Bull Inn at Sonning – possibly the perfect British pub

If you were to try and describe a classically British pub, then you’d probably come up with something like The Bull Inn, Sonning, in Berkshire.

It’s got roaring fires and low beams, it is more than 600 years old, does great food and drink and is at the heart of the village.

 

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The Bull at Sonning pub is more than 600 years old and is owned by the church next door

Writer Jerome K Jerome wrote of the pub in his book Three Men in a Boat, saying: ‘If you stop at Sonning, put up at the ‘Bull’, behind the church. It is a veritable picture of an old country inn, with green, square courtyard in front, where, on seats beneath the trees, the old men group of an evening to drink their ale and gossip over village politics; with low, quaint rooms and latticed windows, and awkward stairs and winding passages.’

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Not much has changed since Jerome K Jerome praised it

It has barely changed in the hundred or so years since those words were written, although the green, square courtyard in front is now more concrete than green. However there are still tables outside giving a nice view of the church next door (which owns the pub). There’s also a handy hatch to the bar from outside through which you can order drinks, and nice touches such as blankets in case the weather is also classically British.

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Blankets to warm the determined outdoor drinkers

And now The Bull Inn  even has the approval of Hollywood superstar George Clooney, who presumably can drink anywhere he likes but chooses to pop into The Bull whenever he’s back at his English home, which is just across the river. His very own brand of tequila, Casamigos, which George set up with his chum Randy Gerber (aka Mr Cindy Crawford) is sold here and Mr Clooney has not only brought chums such as Bill Murray and Matt Damon here but has praised The Bull on various US talkshows, calling it ‘a great pub.’ Continue reading The Bull Inn at Sonning – possibly the perfect British pub

One Sixty City Smokehouse and Bar: hearty, meaty, boozy

Just as you think that you have pretty much tried all the cocktails there are at One Sixty City and you’re just going to stick to an old favourite from now on, along comes a new one which makes you vow to never think such a ridiculous thing in future.

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My One Sixty Beer cocktail is on the right, while David’s Southern Tipsy Tea is on the left

The one which caused me to think this was the One Sixty Beer cocktail, made up of Sailor Jerry rum, Cointreau, lime and pimento and topped off with Chimay Gold Belgian beer.

It sounded pretty awful, to be honest, but I was in a new restaurant – One Sixty Smokehouse and Bar, which is between the Gherkin and Liverpool Street station – and so I felt it would be a waste not to try the signature cocktail. Needless to say, I was very glad I did as it was utterly delicious and completely worked in spite of the odd combination of ingredients.

I was having lunch with owner David Moore, who also runs Michelin-starred Pied a Terre as well as L’Autre Pied and various other foodie ventures. One Sixty City – 160 degrees is the temperature at which the meat is cooked at and means the meat fibres break down to become smooth and flavourful – is the second in the One Sixty series (the first opened in West Hampstead last year) and focuses on ‘hearty American classics with a distinctive English flair.’ Continue reading One Sixty City Smokehouse and Bar: hearty, meaty, boozy

Hop pockets, scotch eggs and Shoreditch blonde: beer-tasting just for girls

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The line-up for the evening. And yes, there was food too…

It isn’t often that you see a man wearing a hessian sack telling a room of beer-drinking women they would make better brewers than men.

But Monday’s ‘Give Boys the Chop – beer dinner for girls only’ event organised by Rupert Ponsonby and his gang at R and R Teamwork at the Paternoster Chop House was a night of firsts.

It turned out the sack that Rupert was wearing was in fact his grandfather’s hop pocket, which was used to store dried hops which give beer its flavour.

He was sporting the hop pocket as a skirt while welcoming the group of female food journalists and bloggers to the event which was set up to show off some rather fine but not necessarily well-known ales, paired with food from head chef David Philpot. Continue reading Hop pockets, scotch eggs and Shoreditch blonde: beer-tasting just for girls