Lunch in Leicestershire’s Langtons., which are a bit like the Hamptons
This is the Welland Valley, previously a haven for Proper Pubs with pub games selling Marston’s and Batemans. This was the Horse & Trumpet in Medbourne.
I believe the centuries old tradition of kicking the Watneys Red barrel between Hallaton and Medbourne continues in virtual form.
But basic pubs selling Marston’s Bitter don’t make the GBG in 2021, even in a pandemic. No, you need to sell beers like these;
Yes, three beers you’ve never heard of in the Langton Arms, a lovely gastropub for folk escaping the slums of Market Harborough on a Monday lunchtime.
A narrow entrance leads you past the hooks on which Bob, Will and Jeremiah hang their hunting hats before sinking pints of foaming Langton Thomas Lift.
There’s a full dining room, a full range of gentlefolk, mums and babes, and I choose the low chairs out of sight, which suit both me and them.
I can’t hear a thing except old folk reading out the menu, and I can only leave my chair (masked) for the loo, so I resign myself to my fate.
The Langton, from down a farm up the road, is cool, rich and well presented (NBSS 3+) but a bit plain rather like those Langham beers in Sussex. Still, good to see local brewers being supported at the moment.
Who could POSSIBLY think this is better than a barrel of Bass. Is there really any Old Boy sentiment for Langham ?
Alannah’s “Black Velvet” gave way to Spandau Ballet’s “Through the Barricades” and you knew you were safely ensconced in one of those gastros that celebrity chefs write about as if all pubs should look like this.
The burger and chips (my default gourmet) turned up and it was very good, as burgers often are in are pubs of this quality.
My stroll to the Gents revealed one businesswoman using the pub for free WiFi and a break from tradition as ’50s football memorabilia pleasingly replaced the ubiquitous soft porn.
A first sighting for Jimmy Hill’s ground-breaking kossak, surely worthy of note.
As were the young staff, again the stars of 2020. Cheery and chatty, and happy to be paid in cash money despite the omnipresent card reader.
I left uplifted, with hope for the future. And not many people in the Langtons say that.