Last Sunday, on an impulse, I went to Brighton by train to buy a pair of western boots. Bought a pair of black Mexicana’s, good price. Met a friend, paused for a beer and suggested we eat. He said he knew a good place to eat and the day just got better. Walking through a churchyard in an unbelievably quiet area of Brighton, I saw a jay sitting on a tombstone, a lovely sight and very tame for such a generally shy bird and, certainly, not a common bird around town, so the day was getting better and the boots were comfortable. Then to The Cow and a lovely Sunday roast. A spacious pub with plenty of tables and room to breathe. I ordered lamb but they were fresh out so I settled for rib eye beef just so long as I could have the well done end bits as I am not comfortable with red meat. I got what I asked for along with a large Yorkshire, roast potatoes, sweet potatoes, a cheese and vegetable mix, carrots, red cabbage, swede and horseradish sauce all well cooked and nicely presented. Gravy was excellent also. A good meal, not the best Sunday roast I have ever had by a long shot, but tasty, well served by a friendly waitress and bar staff. I will be going back very shortly, not necessarily for the grub but for the ale. The Cow stocks a selection of American beers along with world beers and British beers, bottled and draft. Brewdog Dead Pony Club is one of the best pale ales I have ever tasted and certainly the best draft to come my way in a long time and at only 3.8% the brew packs a bigger punch than that figure suggests – summer wine. All in all a successful day out with a bit of a wobble on the way back to the station, good job it was all downhill.
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