....PUBS UP!!

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…

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.

 

 

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”.

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.

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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