Every expatriate
in London must have felt the desire to immerse himself or herself deeply in
this great city’s life and soul! What better
way than a drink in a pub to get a grasp of it? Sadly pubs are
disappearing everywhere in the country…
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The Grenadier in Wilton Row, Knightsbridge |
Well, for
those who are ready to dive in… a pint of beer, a glass of wine or… engage in a
ghost chase, there is a public house called The Grenadier which will offer all of
these thrilling experiences.
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The Grenadier signboard |
Tucked away
from hectic Knightsbridge, hidden in a Belgravia cobble-stoned mews with an air
of a country village, The Grenadier welcomes the visitor with its bright red
and blue colours, its vermilion entry box and its signboard picturing… a proud grenadier!
Inside, the
main room is small and cosy, with wood panelling and a low ceiling, and there
is a big bar with the original pewter top.
A few sabres, a bugle and other military objects remind the visitor that
The Grenadier was originally built for the First Royal Regiment of Foot Guards
in 1720. At that time, it was the Duke
of Wellington’s Officers’ mess, and drinking and gambling were performed in its
cellar. In 1818, it became a licensed
public house, “The Guardsman”, before being named “The Grenadier”.
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Sausages and mash |
Freshly cooked
traditional pub food such as fish and chips, burgers, sausages and mash and of
course the “Sunday Roast” are served in the main room or, for more privacy, in
the rear dining area. A large selection of wines from around the world (Chili,
Spain, Italy, New Zealand, Argentina, Australia, etc…), ciders, and ales can accompany
a “traditional British” meal.
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Inside The Grenadier |
An old and honourable institution indeed… But what makes
The Grenadier very special is its fantastic lodger from a by-gone age: the ghost of a young soldier who, one sinister
night in September of a long-lost year, was caught cheating at cards and beaten
to death by his fellow-players. Every September
since, a tall, silent shadow has been seen, wandering endlessly in The
Grenadier, filling the otherwise cheerful rooms with a strange chill or a
soul-tormented sigh. Weird tales have
been heard: a Chief Superintendent from
New Scotland Yard was once burnt by an invisible cigarette as he was trying to
reach what seemed to be the source of smoke he could see…Anxious footsteps have
been heard on stormy nights… A face appeared behind a window…
Do not
hesitate to go and enjoy a glass of wine while waiting for the spirit of the
place. A crispy, chilly glass of Chablis – Domaine Thierry Mothe, another “old
and venerable” institution - will undoubtedly hasten the strange encounter!
Written by FOCUS member Florence Tilkens.
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