In honour of our British invasion we decided to take our latest blog gathering on the road. Fortunately we didn't have to wander very far. It's like the sign says, "A pub from over there, over here." Over on Alexander Street in Rochester, New York to be exact.
The Old Toad is actually staffed and run by British University students. That means everything, including the workers, menu and decor, is authentic Brit!
Mrs. Kelly ordered a cheese plate complete with an entire loaf of bread and chutney. She did not, as the Brits might say, fancy the chutney. Mrs. Gosling swore it would taste like salsa. Lies!
Mrs. Williams, in an effort to embrace her inner London, opted for classic British cuisine -- chicken fingers.
We decided that we should sprinkle our conversation with British sayings...you know, when in Rome? Here's what we came up with:
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but you get the idea! That's
Ryan St. behind us. No wonder
Mrs. Gosling has a big grin.
- Please sir, may I have some more?
- I say Gov'nor
-Buy a flower off a poor girl?
-Yeah Baby, Yeah
Evidently we need to get out more. The Old Toad was an experience! Next time, we might live more dangerously and try the Scotch Egg. Or perhaps we'll get a team together for the weekly trivia night. But given our handle on movie lines (see above) and pop culture it would probably be unfair to the other players.
You should try The Old Toad or your local "British" pub. Go...
as Eliza Doolittle would say, "MOVE YOUR BLOOMIN' ARSE!"
Note from Mrs. Williams - You forgot to mention the part about how giddy those British accents made you every time an employee spoke to you.
Note from Mrs. Kelly: It's true. I totally should have done my Julie Andrews impression to see if I could hold my own.