Sunday, 5 May 2013

Pub lunch at the White Rock Inn

England has a cosy place in my heart, and nothing is quintessentially more English than an afternoon pub lunch. Piling into the car with the in laws we headed off into the countryside of Kent. We meandered down a small country lane, passing an old stone church where the groom was standing in the doorway awaiting his bride, and pulled up to The White Rock Inn.
Old English pub with road running past

Kentish pub – The White Rock Inn

There’s a familiar ring to an English pub. Low ceilings, straight benched bar stocked to the rafters, beer glasses within reach and the polite hum of conversation and every now and then a crescendo of deep jolly laughter.
Fully stocked English bar

Afternoon pint or three…

Table at the pub with place settings

Ready for lunch

All the favorites were on the menu. There’s an unflappable national obsession with prawn cocktail with Rosé Marie sauce, the obligatory lamb roast usually features on the menu and a selection of spud inspired side dishes spanning chips, mash, baked or otherwise.
Fork and spoon on a board

Getting ready for s gastronomic delight

The lamb roast with brandy infused sauce could not be refused, followed by a spotted dick for pudding. Just the name itself…Who can resist?!
Menu with desserts

Anyone for a spotted dick?!

No afternoon pub lunch would be complete without a sprinkle of rain. Nevertheless overcast skies only add to the cosiness of a full belly and warm pub.
Small shed with organic egg sign

Fresh from farm to table

Ivy growing on brick wall

Fresh after a sun shower

Country road with green farmland and road sign

Country lane in Kent