Woohoo! It’s Friday! Thank goodness. What a long week. I wish I could report that my week was tough, but I was super productive. I can’t. All I can say about this week was that it dragged on and on and on and I thought Friday would never arrive. Never! Well it did arrive and that means time for me to talk about a new pub.
The Beehive on 60 Carter Street, London is a gem. My friend Isobel from Isobel and Cat’s blog introduced me to it last year, but for some odd reason I didn’t take any photos even though I’m positive I had my camera with me. Turned out to be a good thing since it gave me the perfect excuse to go back. This time I brought the Better Half. Before heading to the pub we met Isobel and two other friends for dinner and then all five of us wandered over to The Beehive. The plan was to have drinks and dessert, or as the English say, pudding.
We arrived and everyone took turns buying rounds. The conversation was lively and entertaining. It was my first time meeting one of the party members and I have to say the woman is a real hoot and I hope she’ll join us for another pub outing. And isn’t that what pub visits are all about: meeting friends, making new acquaintances, partaking in sparkling conversations, and laughing. There was much laughter. In fact, we had so much fun we forgot to order dessert. I’m slightly disappointed in myself for forgetting dessert. That is so unlike me. But it gives me another reason to go back to the pub.
I’m not sure how long we stayed at the pub, but at one point I saw some staff members placing chairs on top of tables. At first I was shocked. Why were they closing so early? I was going to knock a point off or two when I reviewed them. Then The Better Half said we should go or we would miss the last train home. What? How did the entire night fly by? I actually argued and said it wasn’t that late. I was wrong. In my mind, that makes for a memorable trip to a pub. Saying that, I give The Beehive five out of five stars. Also, I would like to thank my companions for such a wonderful time. Friends and pubs—you just can’t beat it. And for those who are curious, we did make the last train home. When they announced over the PA system that it was indeed the last train, The Better Half gave me the I told you so smile.
And I do like The Beehive’s sense of humor. I’ll let you decide if I found this card the morning after or not.
“If you find this card the morning after the night before,we have yours. It is in safe hands. Just call us or pop in.”
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That looks like a really nice pub…whereabouts in London is Carter Street? There is nothing better I think than sitting around a table in a good pub with friends just chatting the night away. Oh and by the way, some people in England call pudding ‘afters’!
Afters. I haven’t heard of that one yet so thanks. I love learning the local lingo. Carter Street is south of the river near the Elephant and Castle Tube stop. And yes we chatted the night away. I love the atmosphere of pubs here–very different from the bars in the States.
I agree! It has been a very long week, and I could really use a visit to that bar right about now. I’ll meet you there ok? 🙂
Come on over. I have a feeling we’ll laugh the entire time.
Yup, especially when I tell you the stories about how #2 child pissed me off multiple times yesterday. God, males are stupid!!
Uh oh. You do need a drink and some pudding!
Chocolate?? 🙂
Whatever you want, dude!
Yayyy :). I’ll be right over!
“The plan was
to have drinks and dessert,
or as the English say,
pudding…”
+
thanks for my
daily lesson.
Glad you enjoyed it. I love learning new things.
There must be quite the buzz about this place….
Yeah, I went there.
Someone had to!
Sounds like a great evening. I see it’s one of London’s oldest pubs, dating back to 1884. How on earth could you forget to order pudding?!! I’d rather have pudding than drinks. 😀
I’ll do my best not to forget next time so I can give a full report.
Sounds like a great night out. That is a great card. So considerate….and funny. In safe hands….buying beer.
Hey, I don’t mind buying a round or two 🙂
It was a good evening wasn’t it. I must admit when Celia decided to go to Brighton instead I was worried about the conversation being wholly about sport! Happily there were several subjects under discussion.
Have you tried the Royal Oak in Tabard Street se1? It is also a nice local pub, and I know Charlie wants to go there.
Just read a review about the Royal Oak that said it’s a “good honest boozer.” I’m sold!
Check out what it says about the Lord Clyde too. I have found it very friendly.
Is is on Clennam Street? I think I found the website and if it’s the right one, yep I’m in again!
That’s it!
We need to start making pub plans! Both of us had a ton of fun last weekend.
Jolly good! We were in Mama Thai’s tonight. Great meal.
Next time we should go there.
But TBH? Maybe a visit to the Beehive afterwards… 🙂
I’ll never turn down a trip to a pub. I think if we put our heads together and ordered the right meal for the TBH it will all work out.
🙂
Tough job well done once again… keep ’em coming TBM
I’ll do my best bulldog. Another weekend is upon us so time for more grueling work. Lift pint, set it down, lift pint, set it down—never ending work.
I’ve eaten in several pubs, but never thought to have dessert, er, pudding. What do they usually offer?
Many pubs have some type of chocolate cake, Eton mess, bread pudding. Recently a pub had salted caramel pie that was wonderful. Geez, what pub was that? I need to go back.
That sounds like a really great night out. It’s been a while since I’ve last been almost booted out of a pub for staying too long.
It’s been years for me as well.
In Europe pub atmosphere is so inviting. You are right, bars in the States are not the same, that’s why I don’t go.
Bars in the States focus too much on the younger crowd and even when I was younger I didn’t like them.
Sounds like a brilliant night out and no you’ll have to go back again for your “pud”!
Will do. We have friends who live in the neighborhood.
I love bars with a sense of humor.
I would like a full review of the pudding next time. I guess that means you’ll have to go back. 🙂
My job is never done 🙂
Nice post and lovely pictures, TBM! Loved that card too 🙂