Nathan F.
Yelp
I do hate to write a negative review of such a historical pub, with such connections to my personal philosophical and literary development. But I also feel it a bit of my duty. Eagle and Child is, if you don't know, the home of the Inklings, an informal organization that included such persons as C. S. Lewis and J. R. R. Tolkien. And this pub relies on traffic generated by this association, not necessarily on its own merits. The service is slow, though not rude and could be attributed to tourists not understanding pub ordering etiquette, the glasses are a mishmash (who serves a cask porter in a tall Amstel lager glass?) and of questionable cleanliness, and the chain pub food is just as likely to be sold out as available, which leads me to believe much of it is microwaved.
My sausage sandwich came out on stale granary bread, and the sausage was weirdly chewy. The mushy peas I ordered on the side were just a pile if undercooked frozen garden peas. The chips were okay, at least. My wife had the soup, which was apparently good.
The pub itself is just dingy, much more so than it's contemporaries and not in any sort of endearing way. Rather, it's marred, scratched, and dirty. The ceilings are separating and traced with mildew and water stains. Even the beer chalkboard isn't kept up to date.
I'm a bit saddened that I came in, I think I would have rather kept the idea of the place more pristine in my mind.