The Sun, Covent Garden

Whoa! A pub in Covent Garden, at 8 p.m. on a Saturday night, that's practically empty -- that should have been a warning sign. But I was looking for a quieter pub where I could read a book, so I decided to give it a try. This dialogue ensued:

Me: A pint of Leffe, please.
Barmaid: Do you want the full pint? [Pause.] It's quite strong.
Me: [Pause.] I'm okay with that.

Me if I had said what I was thinking: If I order a pint of Leffe, give me a pint of Leffe. Don't insult me as a lightweight. Leffe Blond is what, 6.6% alcohol? Yeah, I think I can handle that. Or are you not in the business of selling beer?

The Leffe was okay. I didn't stick around to have another. I passed on the food (mostly pizza). But it was easy to get a seat, and I was able to read my book

P.S. Don't confuse this place with the Sun Tavern, which is just a few blocks away, around the corner on Long Acre.

1 Sep 2014 01:41