One of my favourite things about London is traditional old boozers especially when combined with Sunday lunch. We’d passed The Prince Regent in Herne Hill a few times – its just by the lido at Brockwell Park – and it looked lovely, so Valentine’s Day was a good excuse for El G and I to try it out. No heart-shaped foodstuffs here thank god.
I’m intrigued by Herne Hill – between crazy Brixton and sedate Dulwich – especially after reading this Times article:
“EVERYONE knows someone who lives in Herne Hill. You go there, see friends, have a lovely time and come home feeling slightly envious and obscurely resentful. Then you realise that SE24 isn’t a location – it’s a lifestyle. And suddenly you want to live it.”
Inspired by my friend Pip’s recent food photos, I took my camera for the first time since I started this blog – my point and press as the SLR would be too noticeable. No-one blinked an eyelid and even El G didn’t seem to mind (as long as it was sans flash) so I’m hoping to take more photos (hopefully a bit less blurry) from now on.
Here was the menu – brilliant choices like pheasant rillette for starter; roast chicken with cauliflower cheese, roast lamb with red cabbage or roast duck with celeriac and pak choi for main; cheese platter or creme brulee or apple and pear crumble for pud. Good wine list too and we ordered a delicious bottle of Malbec for £15.
It reminded me more of a North London boozer (like The Scolt Head in Dalston) than other pubs in Clapham or Brixton because it was filled with kids and people of different ages (even people over 35! Gasp!) – which I reckon makes for a great pub.
It was pretty full so we were pleased we booked – all rustic wooden floors and tables, church pew seats and noise – love it. We started off with delicious bread and I loved the oil and balsamic in empty schwepps bottles.
Then the mains arrived – my chicken was delicious, with a generous portion of cauliflower cheese (guilty pleasure from childhood), roast potatoes and mange tout, my only minor comment being the meat was a little bony.
El G’s roast lamb was succulent and delicious, with spicy red cabbage. Both of these mains are better – great flavours, more interesting – than normal pub grub I’ve had in this area.
As sunlight faded, we got more Malbec – oops – and tucked into a delicious cheese platter below which was great although with the oily thick bread I was beginning to feel a little lardy…
…but it was only fair we also tried the apple and pear crumble, for the blog you know…
At £30 a head for 1 main, 1 pudding and 1/2 a bottle of lovely wine and a bit more hic each, considering the quality of the food and the fantastic atmosphere, this was a really great pub lunch. I’m definitely coming back – both in Summer to sit outside, with a group of mates to take advantage of the church pews and for the pub quiz. Next time I’ll try the roast duck and finally convince El G to play Risk.
On the way back to Brixton I took these two shots – an old furniture advert and a sign for St Mathews Church next to an ad for DJs playing at the club Mass under the church. Only in Brixtonia.