The Lambeth Walk, Lambeth

A true shithole of a drinking establishment. I mean, you'd think a business would be interested in selling things so they could make money. Apparently not this place. We walked in and could hardly see the smoke was so thick. We were ignored at the bar. Finally, after 5 minutes of trying to flag down the bartender's back another employee walked up, "Do you want a drink, love?" Damn, what a stupid question. No shit we want a drink. That's why we walked into a pub and sat at the bar. You think we came in here to inhale second-hand smoke?

Anyway, my wife wanted a vodka martini, which was apparently outside of this employee's knowledge. Isn't this London? Ever heard of James Bond? Martini, shaken not stirred? That's what a martini is. After explaining the details, the employee could still not make the drink. She couldn't add a splash of martini and rossi. Had to give us a whole shot. What a shithole.

10 Jan 2007 19:01