Week Thirteen
Week thirteen did
have its unlucky moments but luckily I was able to get three new places
in. It was over to Fulham on the Friday night and then on Saturday night
it was a return to Stratford-Upon-Avon for the mother's birthday. Such a
good son.
Special guests this week
include: Pyatt, Breester, Tedstone, Bex Webb, Oli Grove, Arthur, Lefty, the
brother, the mother and Bunny (it's what I call my grandma....will explain
later).
Summary of Hollywood Arms
Name: Hollywood Arms
Type: Gastro Pub
Location: 45 Hollywood Road, Chelsea, London, SW10 9HX
Website: http://www.hollywoodarmschelsea.com/
Date Visited: 4/4/14
Price: Can't complain but probably will
Rating: 3/5
Review
I have to say this
is a very tricky place to review as it has a lot of things going for it but
there is also a hell of a lot wrong with it. Hollywood arms is in a grand old
building, with nice high ceilings and lots of original features (bit of estate
agent patter for you there). The company was decent as Webby had
come to visit so it was webby, tedstone, Oli, Pyatt, Arthur, Breester and
myself having a bite to eat.
Upon arrival, to the
waiters credit, he came straight over and asked me what I would like to
drink. I replied with, 'Becks Vier' (Standard) for which he proceeded to
tell me that they didn't serve any. Not a good start. They did have
a Peroni which was a good save so things were back on track. This was as
good as the service got I am afraid. It really did let this
place down as they really weren't on the ball at all. However in all honesty my
burger was pretty spot on. The bun held it's consistency which as you all know is
incredibly important in delivering a pleasant burger experience and ensuring that the
knife and fork remain as spectators.
I think one of the
main reasons for the poor service was that all the waiters were dressed as
civilians. This proved incredibly problematic in trying to pick out the waiters
when trying to order another drink or the bill. How can you pick out a
waiter who is dressed in jeans, a checked shirt and loafers? It's the standard
Fulham boys look. Fez dress code I call it.
Due to the poor
service and the fact the toilet attendant liked to pat you on the back and
rub your shoulder while going to the toilet doesn't help its rating. However
the food, the company and the place itself is good so it gets a solid 3.
This is the gang in Durell Arms where we went after the Hollywood Arms. Don't know what I'm doing with my phone.
Summary of Lost and Co
Name: Lost and Co
Type: Bar
Location: 160
Putney High Street, London, SW15 1RS
Website: http://www.lostputney.co.uk/
Date Visited: 4/4/14
Price: Normal
Rating: 3/5
Review
After the Hollywood Arms
our party moved on to The Durell Arms to continue our night. When this
place closed it was time to go home so Lefty and I decided to get a night bus
back to our home in Tooting. Unfortunately the inevitable happened and
both our phones ran out of battery so we had no information of which bus to
get. We gambled and it didn’t pay off as we found ourselves in Putney
desperately searching for another bus to take us back to Tooting. Wiser men
would of got a taxi but not Tom and I. We were lost (no pun intended) and
we were walking into bars and pubs in Putney desperately searching for an
Iphone 4 charger.
I am not going to
review every pub I went into for under a minute but the Lost and Co had the much-coveted
Iphone 4 charger. While my phone was in DJ booth charging, me and Lefty had
a beer at the bar and observed the activities happening in this bar. Everyone in this place were completely hooned but throwing some questionable but
impressive dance shapes. There weren't many people in this place
considering it was 2am on a Friday night. Anyhow the beer was fine, the
music was ok and the staff very friendly so I can't criticise. Would I
come here for a night out? No is probably the answer but if you had a good bunch it'd be ok.
Once twenty minutes
had passed and the phone was back operating it was time to leave and catch the
right bus. We left the venue to a pleasant farewell from the friendly
bouncer and then decided we should get a taxi instead. So in all it was a pretty pointless visit
and a waste of time.
Lefty, his incredible beard and I lost in Lost and Co. (Humour)
Summary of Le Bistrot Pierre
Name: Le Bistrot Pierre
Type: French Restaurant
Location: Swan's
Nest, Bridgefoot, Stratford-Upon-Avon, CV37 7LT
Date Visited: 05/04/14
Price: Ask
Bunny (all will become clear shortly)
Rating: 3.5/5
Review
Saturday had arrived and it
was time for Stratford Upon Avon's favourite son to return home. Yes I
had returned to Warwickshire for the mother's birthday. It was time to go
out for a fancy dinner for the occasion and so Bistrot Pierre it was, with my
mother, Peter (mums bf), Joe, myself and Bunny (my Grandma).
Before I go
onto the important review I must address the question on all of your lips.
Why do you call your grandma Bunny? The reason is because when I was a
young sprog I couldn't pronounce Granny and instead pronounced it as Bunny.
This now results in all of our family (trendsetter even at that age)
calling an 80 year old lady Bunny. It is rather strange and does get weird looks from the public.
Anyway to the meal and I
have to say the place is pretty decent. Honey roasted chorizo for a start....tasty. Calamari was the next course which was a bit of a let
down as the batter fell apart so I had to use my knife and fork while eating
battered squid. Absurd.
The main was
delightful as I had the lamb shoulder but it did lack a bit of sauce so it was a little
dry but still very tasty. Never been a dessert man so we skipped that and
got the bill. Despite forgetting Mum's present she had a delightful
time. I did get her a card and I turned up so she was pretty chuffed. Before
you criticise me she has now received her birthday present. Top son I am.
Back to this place,
I had to say it is a good french restaurant and we were served free champagne because my
brothers Joe and Fred (Shoutout to him in Australia) used to be waiters so we got special treatment. To conclude, service was on the money, food was tasty and Bunny paid.
Result. If you are ticking the tourist box and visiting
Stratford-Upon-Avon's which is the birthplace ofWilliam Shakespeare's then
come here for dinner.
This weekend was also time to say goodbye to the family home as Mum has moved out and is moving to Devon.
No witty sarcastic comments here. Just a tearful goodbye.
Poem Advice
The Hollywood Arms,
has lots of good and
lots of bad
The groping toilet man
was creepy and made me feel sad
Lost and Co,
was a very fitting name
They had a charger
so I was glad I came
Back to
Stratford
to dine at Bistrot
Pierre
I'm the famous guy in
this town,
Not Shakespeare, so
there
Sorry about
that heinous poem. I think it’s my worst to date. The truth always
does read badly but nevermind we try again next week. Thanks again for
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Oh and its a week away to my birthday.
See you next week fans
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