Some of you may remember my review of the Imperial Arms, a rough and tumble kind of pub. Right next door is the Prince of Wales. The night we stumbled into the Imperial Arms it was cold. Our next destination was a few blocks away. However, when I stepped out of the Imperial Arms and into the brisk, frigid wind I immediately stepped inside the Prince of Wales. It was during the holidays so the pub was pretty empty. I’ve walked by it on days when Chelsea is playing (this pub is close to Stamford Bridge) and it’s packed with fans. So packed that people spill out onto the pavement.
This is a typical Taylor Walker pub, which means they have the same menu that you find at all Taylor Walker pubs. If you want something different, this isn’t your pub. If you want traditional pub food give it a go. I didn’t eat there since I’ve sampled food from other pubs owned by this chain. I’m not bashing chains. The sad truth is that many pubs are in danger of being closed down. If it wasn’t for some of the chains my goal of visiting all of the pubs in London wouldn’t be much of a challenge.
I enjoyed this pub, but didn’t fall in love with it. There’s no wow factor. Since this visit, we’ve been back—yes, I ducked in again because it was cold outside. I’m getting wimpy in my old age. Every time the staff has been super friendly. The second time we were there, a football game was on the telly. It wasn’t a big game, but there was one fan that was entertaining to watch. I really wish I could remember his team. He was a super fan who cheered on his team, even though there was no chance they would win. I love fans like that. Passion. It matters folks.
Overall this pub is decent. Unless you are in the area I don’t suggest seeking it out. But if you are near Earl’s Court and its freezing outside, yes by all means, stop in and have a pint. Or mulled wine. That hits the spot when I want to warm up my bones. Please note, mulled wine is usually only available during the holidays. I give this pub a solid 3 out of 5 stars. I did notice that they have a patio for the summer, which means when I need to quench my thirst on my way home, I’ll probably pop in and find some shade and a pint of cider. I can picture it now.