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The Spurstowe's deep main room is an impressive version of gastro-standard decor: burnished bronze suns and rococo mirrors join the bare bricks and distressed wood, and a pretty curve of leaded glass divides it from a boarded-in outdoor terrace. Only Landlord, Pride and, oddly, Ruddles County are on pull, but there are 'classic' cocktails for £5.50 ('We have some lovely vodkas', the barman grumbled, when we failed to specify for a martini), well-priced premium whiskies and a global list of half a dozen of each colour wine. Baggy woolly hat-wearers and shaved-head-barely-bearded blokes lay into gastro-meals or nod to the Stooges and dinner party trip hop.
Time Out Bars, Pubs & Clubs Guide 2008/9
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im shy at times, but strong minded too, a little eccentric, a single parent of two a student in my first year training to be a counsellor and...
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Bizarre comments, really. Food has always been excellent whenever I've been there, service friendly and welcoming, lovely atmosphere. As for the others, £11 for a salad and small lump of cheese (ploughmans) and lack lustre fish and chips and the Prince Arthur doesn't make me want to return there.
Even though this place has been our local since it opened we rarely eat here as the food has been substandard and overpriced compared to what else is around. Unfortunately we made the mistake of thinking we'd give it another go for Sunday lunch. Four of us arrived at 13.30 and sat down and were about to order when the manager came up and asked one of us to give up our chair as they were a chair short on a table that had been reserved. We pointed out to him that this table was empty, no one was waiting and that it was reserved for 14.30 so he had nearly an hour to find another chair for them, but he insisted. He was adamant that he couldn't find another free chair in his whole establishment and he wouldn't even apologise to us. We told him that this would mean we would be leaving as four people can't have Sunday lunch with only three chairs but he just shrugged and walked off as if he couldn't care less. Please, please, please go to the Prince Arthur, the Old Ship, the George or the Cat and Mutton as they're all better and they actually give a sh*t.
Terribly disappointing meal at this pub. My seasonal salad consisted of two unpeeled, very raw carrots with a few vegetables sparsely decorating the plate. Some strange hollandaise type mixture was then lightly drizzled over it for a mere £8 or £9. My companion suffered a steak that had been cooked to an inch of its life for £16, and I have to say that in the taste stakes, I came off the better with my vegetable medley. Thankfully, the staff were gracious enough to reimburse the cost of the steak. However, I would seriously advise against eating at a 'gastropub' when all you have in place is the gastropub prices and none of the gastropub quality.