Lamb and Flag - Rose Street, Covent Garden, London
Not a fan I’m afraid.
Lovely old downstairs bar with dark old panelling, open fire place and well-trodden bowing floor. Jazz is a regular on Sunday evenings. Everything else a big disappointment.
Upstairs is where it gets worse. Food and service is appalling. To see your food brought out of a hole in the wall and then microwaved (they microwave everything I saw coming out of this wall) then served to you by what I found to be rude staff is hardly the hallmark of your typical positive pub experience. And not only did the food serving lady make an off-the-cuff and random rude remark to one of my friends, the man behind the bar who looked like the landlord took great pleasure in effectively calling us the annoying youth of today who only like to pay by cards and not cash. He also took great pleasure in serving everyone else but us in a relatively unbusy environment. What’s more our table looked like it had just been taken from a village fete complete with an unwashed plastic sheet that tried to be a table cloth. Back to the food – unspectacular, bread rolls virtually stale and oh yes, and all our hot dishes were shoved in the microwave one by one in what seemed an industrial process in full view of our table.
The people we saw in there looked like mostly academic staff from King’s College and the LSE. If they’re regulars I have no idea what they’re thinking.