We’ve often ventured out of Lords in search of a hearty meal (and not being charged at £5 for a mere morsel too as is sometimes the case at sporting events). So, with the summer (almost) upon us, we decided to do some forward thinking before we took our seat to watch those pesky wickets fall. With that in mind, we ventured up world famous Abbey Road (stopping only momentarily on the Beatles Zebra Crossing to pose and annoy locals and traffic alike) in search of a pub close enough to the ground that our pea-sized bladder could cope with the journey, but far away enough to discourage the riff-raff who hold neither a box nor pre-existing knowledge of the area. That quickly ruled the trappings of St Johns Wood (sadly) and also the delights of Warwick Avenue which is normally awash with braying MCC tie-wearers and, oddly, Duffy devotees.
However, with a little effort (and squeezing of knees together to discourage bladder), we made it to the safe haven of The Salt House. A favourite of locals, TSH happily feeds and waters its patrons with a variety of tasty components. The drinks themselves are, frankly, unsurprising. There’s a good range of ales/beers/wines but there isn’t anything there you wouldn’t find at most other pubs in the capital (though not within walking distance of Lords and quieter than the other locals). However, for us, the real genius is in their food.
Cricket. Drunk. Freddie - we love you.
We have whiled away many an hour sat outside (but, crucially, under their all engulfing canopy), happily munching away on their burgers. Though that’s not to say their other dishes aren’t worth a crack. The menu changes every day and is deeply rooted ‘European’ cuisine with an excellent selection of trout salads, grilled mackerel fillets and steak providing a backbone to the menu. However, the best thing about the place is the bar snacks/starters menu where you can get charcuterie boards, grilled prawns, fried chorizo and pleasingly crispy fries that will make you feel like you’re at a tapas bar somewhere exotic (but on a break from the cricket).
Best of all, the staff are all friendly and welcoming and the leafy surroundings could could be interpreted as being from some village in middle England (if that’s your thing). Actually… some of the bowling we’ve seen in the area is reminiscent of village green cricket.
http://www.thesalthouse.co.uk/
However, with a little effort (and squeezing of knees together to discourage bladder), we made it to the safe haven of The Salt House. A favourite of locals, TSH happily feeds and waters its patrons with a variety of tasty components. The drinks themselves are, frankly, unsurprising. There’s a good range of ales/beers/wines but there isn’t anything there you wouldn’t find at most other pubs in the capital (though not within walking distance of Lords and quieter than the other locals). However, for us, the real genius is in their food.
Cricket. Drunk. Freddie - we love you.
We have whiled away many an hour sat outside (but, crucially, under their all engulfing canopy), happily munching away on their burgers. Though that’s not to say their other dishes aren’t worth a crack. The menu changes every day and is deeply rooted ‘European’ cuisine with an excellent selection of trout salads, grilled mackerel fillets and steak providing a backbone to the menu. However, the best thing about the place is the bar snacks/starters menu where you can get charcuterie boards, grilled prawns, fried chorizo and pleasingly crispy fries that will make you feel like you’re at a tapas bar somewhere exotic (but on a break from the cricket).
Best of all, the staff are all friendly and welcoming and the leafy surroundings could could be interpreted as being from some village in middle England (if that’s your thing). Actually… some of the bowling we’ve seen in the area is reminiscent of village green cricket.
http://www.thesalthouse.co.uk/
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