This week’s featured pub, The King’s Head, is one that I’ve visited on many occasions. It’s located in Earl’s Court just off of Earl’s Court Road on Hogarth Place. The first time I stumbled upon it I was taken with its modern, fresh feel. Many of the pubs can be dark and dreary inside (don’t get me wrong, I usually like this atmosphere). This one feels more like a Caribbean bar.
The staff is always pleasant. Before Christmas we popped in for a pint. A delivery guy walked in and asked to speak to the manager. He had a package for one of the neighbors who wasn’t home. He thought it might be a present from a loved one and he didn’t want to leave it outside the person’s door, but he didn’t want walk away with it either. He asked the pub manager if he recognized the name. The manager did and said it was one of the regulars. The delivery guy left the package under the manager’s care. I wished I lived closer to a pub since I hate missing a package and having to head down to the main office to collect it. Especially during the holidays. I waited in line for over an hour to buy stamps for our Christmas cards and to ship packages.
The staff is not the only reason why I like this pub. For the most part the food is great.
They have one of the best Caesar salads with chicken and Parma ham. Also, I enjoy their Bridge Farm organic pork and Westerham Ale sausages and mash. Now I should warn you that on one Sunday we popped in for their roast. It was horrible. The beef was tough. So tough I think I developed new muscles in my forearms cutting it into small pieces. I hate quitting. If you visit this pub, may I suggest not ordering the Sunday roast. If you do, bring a really sharp knife and make sure you don’t have any loose teeth.
Or if you don’t feel like eating, pull up a chair by the fire and pretend you are sitting on a beach in a tropical place. That’s what I did last Friday. Not a bad way to spend a cold, rainy night in London. I give this pub 4 out of 5 stars.