August 8th 2021
Today we began the tradition of “Spence and Norm go to a different pub every three or four weeks and have a roast dinner and a couple of beers”
We’re still working on the name, but it pretty accurately describes the premise. You see, it works like this:
Every three or four weeks Spence and I are going to go to a different pub and have a roast dinner and a couple of beers.
Today was the Royal Oak in Prestbury. A best-of both roast of topside of beef and loin of pork, with assorted trimmings (including two types of stuffing), and unsatisfactorily thin gravy. Nobody likes thin gravy. All my homies hate thin gravy.
Our next roast outing is in three or four weeks time (are you beginning to see the meaning behind the name?), to the confusingly named Royal Oak in Charlton Kings.
Eventually we may visit a pub with a different name, though that may be a further three or four weeks away.
Until tomorrow, also we had beer.