Wed, 9 March 2016, 8:30 pm: There’s the chicken & bacon club sandwich that was my dinner at the Mad Hatter pub.
How handy is it to be able to return to your hotel after a day of sightseeing, drop your gear off in your room, and then simply take the lift downstairs to have supper at a charming restaurant in the same building? Let me tell you: the Hatter ain’t cheap, but the price includes that convenience.
It also includes the chance to really get to know the servers and managers, since you could have all your meals during your London stay at the same place where you hang your hat. As it turned out, tonight was the only night I ate here on this trip. And the only (partial) lunch hour I spent here was yesterday, when all I had was one beer and there was hardly anyone to chat with.
In my previous six night residence at the Mad Hatter, my travel companion and I ate several meals in house and held court at various times of day, making numerous new friends. This trip, with me solo, was different. Every trip is different.
As I stated in my five bubble review of the Mad Hatter on Trip Advisor, a major perk of staying here is being able to keep the pound notes in your wallet and charge meals and drinks to your room. What got charged to room 206 this evening was 14,30 pounds: chicken & bacon club (7,25) with chips added (2,00) and a Honey Dew (5,05).
Truth be told, this is a sandwich I won’t order again. The flavor was fine, but there wasn’t much chicken and even less bacon. The only thing there was a lot of was mayonnaise.