I’ve been suffering from London withdrawal lately. No, not because the Olympics are over. Truth be told, I haven’t watched a combined 10 minutes of Olympics coverage in the past 20 years.
But I was in London a few weeks before the games got underway, and the city was at its finest. I Loved wandering through Parliament and Trafalgar Square, admiring the paintings at the Tate, strolling along the Strand.
And, of course, the pubs.
There’s something quite homey and convivial about a London pub. You can meet with friends to have a cold pint (they’ve finally figured out that refrigeration thing) and fill your belly with basic British fare. The food rarely rises above average -- for that you need to visit a gastropub -- but it also is rarely unacceptable. It’s comfort food at its most epitomal.
So finding myself missing a pub, I figured it was a good time to check out The Pub. That is the decidedly uncreative name of a new establishment at Pointe Orlando. The Pub is, in some ways, very much like a pub. But in other ways it is very much different.