Friday, February 22, 2013

Spit and sawdust

Well that was different.

The Gorse Fox and Silver Vixen were told of a nearby pub that did great, fresh seafood. We were warned that t was a bit spit and sawdust. Let's just say that that as we walked in we were acutely aware that we were unlikely to come across a Jocasta or Tarquin at one of the tables. The Rod and Line in Tideford was a archetypal village pub. Full of locals and reeking of a popular village pub atmosphere from another century.

We both selected some haddock and were not disappointed. It was excellent... Though, perhaps, not what Gorse Fox had in mind for his birthday dinner. He even accepted mushy peas so as not to start a riot among the denizens of this strange little backwater.

1 comment:

The Gray Monk said...

Happy birthday, I hope it presages a great year. Mushy peas? I confess I've never considered them to be food. An emetic perhaps, but food? No.