The biggest change in the public house during our drinking years has been the incursion of food into the bar areas. It has become difficult in some places to find a pub that let’s you go in and drink beer. ‘Have you booked a table?’ is the refrain as you walk in. Then it goes something like:
‘We’ve just come in for a drink…’
‘Well, you can sit at the bar’.
So, I was pleased to find this sign for Soup of the Day in a bar recently. And it helpfully points up the strangeness of ‘eating soup’ when surely you drink it? Whiskey without ice croutons gets my vote, however; I’m old fashioned that way.