This is clearly not a headline for the German readers of this blog (currently zero and unlikely to improve) but is there anything better for a Father on our day than watching World Cup anguish for Germany? I have to say I suspect not and once I’d seen my old man in Solihull a trip to a boozer in Lichfield was order of the day for a meal with in-laws and kids.
It was as if they knew a draw for Argentina with Iceland wasn’t quite enough yesterday so, a defeat for Angela Merkel’s mob against Mexico to hopefully set the alarm bells ringing from Dresden to Dortmund, was a perfect Father’s Day pressie.
(more pictures of German heartache)
I knew this of course as I was in the beer garden with a gaggle of kids at 234 – The Owl at Lichfield WS14 9QH catching up with the last 20 minutes waiting for a marvellous slice of cheesecake.
(birdcage…for the owl presumably)
It’s a big old roadside boozer and the first one you meet heading north into Lichfield and it’s definitely not a pub for people with ornithophobia.
If you weren’t aware that this pub was owl-themed then it wouldn’t take long to find out as there are pictures and sculptures everywhere…
although I was slightly disappointed to find there wasn’t a falconry display on whilst I was eating my salmon…think they’ve missed a trick there.
However, there was a very good beer on Flag Stone (Lymestone) and I tried a couple just to make sure it was as good as I first thought.
This is very much a food led boozer and it was absolutely heaving with kids, dads and mums all tucking into none too cheap, but very tasty and well presented meals. However, it is one of the politest pubs I have ever been in with welcoming smiles from punters and staff alike and the only bloke in there just having a drink, heavily tattooed and bar blocker supreme, was affable, so no complaints there.
It also does a roaring trade and I reckon it’s a magnet for the great and good of Lichfield and our party of ten were made to feel welcome.
My brother in law did spot someone he knows who claimed he was still “lagging” from last night – is that just a Brummie phrase? The food was good but service was slow and this was recognised by the gaffer who was top notch.
Charlie, who could have been based in central Birmingham such was his accent, said he was going to the kitchen to have a “hissy fit” due to the delay between courses and he then knocked 20% off the bill and gave us £30 vouchers to eat there again.
I would rather have seen his hissy fit as I reckon that would have been worth the price of a meal but we took his word for it and it did enable me the opportunity to see Germany flounder against Mexico!
(Have I mentioned the score?)
This isn’t really a boozer to go for just a drink with mates but, the beer was excellent and the football was on outside (possibly temporary for the World Cup) so, as venues for a Father’s Day meal go, I could think of plenty worse.