THUMP. Did you hear that? That was the sound of me jumping on the Ad Cod bandwagon. Yes, it is good. And yes, it happens to be less than a 10 minute walk from us. And yes, I do crave cheeseburgers every now and then. More like now and now. Dave thinks it's one of the best burgers in London, and he's picky. Prior to trying the Ad Cod burger Goodman and Hawksmoor were high on his list.
We went to the Ad Cod a little while ago and were shown to our table, a nice corner table with a view of the whole room. As soon as I sat down a man came running over exclaiming "I reserved that table! That's mine!" and he and the host went off to confer and check the reservation system. It turned out the man had in fact reserved that one specific table, and he explained to us it was the only table his wife liked so if he didn't get it, he'd get a fork in the neck. We moved because all we cared about was eating. I mean seriously, just put the food on a chair and I'll stand to eat, I'm good. The host apologized and then told us the man offered to by our first round of drinks as an apology. So we ordered the large glasses of wine.
After dinner we walked by the couple and stopped to say thank you. I happened to notice something was sort of amiss with the wife, as in she was missing one front tooth. The man then told us they got payback for taking the table from us, his wife lost her tooth at dinner while biting into a piece of bread. Mind you the bread is not that crunchy. But she still managed to lose her front tooth. Her FRONT tooth. She had a big ole gaping hole in the front of her mouth. She was remarkably composed considering. I later told Dave that if I bit into a piece of bread and my front tooth popped out I would probably run out of the restaurant screaming. She told us they had plans the next night so she was a little upset about that, seeing as how it was Saturday night and she probably wouldn't be able to get her tooth fixed on a Sunday. Dave asked her if she was taking the tooth home with her. Hopefully she had it wrapped in a little tin foil or something. We assured the couple we did not seek revenge by putting pebbles in their food, and hey! Thanks for the wine and we'll be on our way, teeth intact.
The poor man, he did not get a fork in the neck for reserving the wrong table, but he did go home with a toothless wife, and a slightly lighter wallet after paying for our drinks. At least we had a good night!
The Admiral Codrington
PS - Dave thinks I should put a picture of the cheeseburger here, but I haven't taken one. If you are curious (and don't want to take me at my word) Google the place and images will come up, especially of the special burgers. Those look serious. And are usually only available at lunch time. Boo.
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