The pub itself dates back to the 17th Centuary being rebuilt after the Great Fire of London in 1666. The inside of the pub is a fairly dark with delightful little twists and turns leading into numerous bars and dining rooms. Up some narrow stairs are even more small rooms. There is sawdust on the flooors as was the tradition in the olden days.
We sat in a small booth in the dining room which has a portrait of Dr Samuel Johnson, the man who wrote the dictionary, who was a regular guest and his house is not far away.
A traditional roast is served on sundays from 12pm - 2pm we all had the roast beef complete with roast potatoes and a yorkshire pudding, vegetables are ordered separately. Puddings on offer range from chocolate fudge cake, lemon tart to the more traditional bread & butter pudding or steamed treacle sponge. But if you want a truely authentic old english dessert order the spotted dick with custard - no its not a lewd dish but rather a suet pudding with currants.
The brew is Samuel Smiths and comes in draught form or in a bottle, I enjoyed a cherry beer whilst Dannie, Walter and Allan tried the organic beer.
The Cheshire Cheese is one of London's most celebrated taverns. The original tavern burnt down in the Great Fire of London but was rebuilt the following year, and there were no major changes for the next 300 years. The old tavern now has six separate bars, three restaurants and a private dining room.
This serves food , you can sit down ina room with tabel clothes or have bar food but the place is made up of lots of small rooms .
you find the front door up the side of the building.
You also get a great viw of St Pauls cathedaral from this place.
Favorite Dish: sadley i did not eat but it is suppose to be very good.
One of the oldest pubs in London, located down a little tiny alleyway off of Fleet Street. Cute, musty, musky and full of old-world atmosphere. Cute bartenders (who are never British, btw) and you definitely see a lot of locals, especially during the week around lunchtime since it's mostly a business/professional area (my favorite type!) ;-)
Go in, get a pink (or a half, in my case!) and recall the yester-years of Samuel Johnson....one of the oldest cutting rooms is here as well. Ask the bartender for a pamphlet.
Favorite Dish: Who eats in a bar?! :-)
The Cheshire Cheese ought to be a tourist trap, but somehow it's never really caught on. It's still very popular with the legal crowd who fill this neighbourhood from Monday to Friday, though Fleet Street's hordes of newspaper folk have long abandoned the "Street of Shame".
This is an absolute must for all those seeking out the authentic atmosphere of bygone London.
At weekends it's quiet, and this dark tavern with its gas lights and coal fires and great oak settles can have changed little since Charles Dickens frequented it, though Dickens might be intrigued to find the descendents of Abel Magwitch and Wilkins Micawber serving behind the bar. It's older than that of course, and the ghosts of Johnson and Boswell stalk its gloomy passageways and staircases.
Technology has arrived, however, in the form of the pagers you are given when you order food from the Cheshire Bar at the back, though even these have a satisfying clunkiness as a paper strip vibrates and a big red light flashes when you are summoned to collect your plate.
Favorite Dish: Samuel Smith's Old Brewery Bitter from Yorkshire at the astonishing (for London) price of GBP 1.67 a pint!