It’s odd that, after ten hours of television, tonight’s final episode of ‘The White Queen’ feels rather rushed. Perhaps there was just too much exposition to cram in as the Wars of the Roses scream to a bloody halt. Or maybe other tellings of the story (Shakespeare springs unavoidably to mind) have been so extraordinary that it was doomed to fall short.
Still, if you’ve stuck with it this far then there’s still plenty to enjoy. Aneurin Barnard’s honourable yet creepy King Richard, deep in his winter of discontent. Rupert Graves’s magnificently bearded Lord Stanley, finally and decisively showing his hand. And Amanda Hale, whose slow-burning rise to the top as Margaret Beaumont has brought the show some much-needed emotional wallop.
Kudos, too, to the scriptwriters for making some sort of sense out of a fiendishly complex period of history. More of a romp than the landmark series it occasionally threatened to become, but there’s always room for those on a Sunday evening.
This restaurant on American Square used to be the Angel pub, back in the day. Its facade today doesn't look hugely different, the old pub signage still in place. Inside, though, it's all change, with a good-looking dining room with hints of fine-dining - chandeliers, that kind of thing. As the name suggests, there's an American slant to the food menu. Expect, then, smoked tomato soup with chipotle salsa, blackened salmon with jambalaya risotto, Midwestern meatloaf and various grills - including blackened rib-eye with Charlestown 'slaw, and peppered New York strip with garlic mash. Lighter dishes are available in the bar, alongside a selection of cocktails, beers on draught and by the bottle (Samuel Adams, Asahi, Oranjeboom, Becks, Peroni, Guinness and Corona) and a wine list slanted slightly toward the old world.
Venue says: “Come enjoy authentic American food in warm and welcoming surroundings. Book a table or a whole private room with no additional charge.”