First night in London finds us at the Phoenix in Westminster, and it’s a family affair for England vs. Australia. Nice pub, very cozy, real fire in the fireplace, and very ambitious pub food.
The main bar is done up like an old-fashioned kitchen. The crowd is pretty diverse, with a big age range as you can see.
We had a Cornish bitter to start – good stuff, Maynard – and David went on to a nice draught cider. Our waitress took good care of us, too.
