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Location: 44 Narrow St., right by the draw bridge over the channel into the Limehouse Marina. Limehouse. London.
About seven months ago, C. and I stopped going to The Narrow for their tasty bar snacks.* They'd changed the menu to a short listing of shellfish options. C. doesn't eat shellfish. They'd taken all the dishes we really liked off of the menu.
Today, J.K. and I checked their website - and to my delight, the good things are back! There's more than just shellfish for the nibbling! We settled down in the balmy sunlight Thameside for a shared assortment of goodies. The pickled whelks were elegant spirals, but shared most of the same sea-fresh flavor with the smaller, less rubbery cockles. The pickles that come with the ploughman's were just as good as I remembered. The soup was finally something other than tomato (much as the tomato was amazing); a delicate, confident, smooth leek and potato soup. The sausage roll was what sausage rolls dream of being, with crisp, light pastry and well-balanced seasoning.
J.K.'s headed back off on her world travels, but I can quite conveniently return for another sausage roll.
* Reservations for the main dining room and its menu still involve planning at least a few days in advance. Bar snacks, in comparison, are available on whim.
About seven months ago, C. and I stopped going to The Narrow for their tasty bar snacks.* They'd changed the menu to a short listing of shellfish options. C. doesn't eat shellfish. They'd taken all the dishes we really liked off of the menu.
Today, J.K. and I checked their website - and to my delight, the good things are back! There's more than just shellfish for the nibbling! We settled down in the balmy sunlight Thameside for a shared assortment of goodies. The pickled whelks were elegant spirals, but shared most of the same sea-fresh flavor with the smaller, less rubbery cockles. The pickles that come with the ploughman's were just as good as I remembered. The soup was finally something other than tomato (much as the tomato was amazing); a delicate, confident, smooth leek and potato soup. The sausage roll was what sausage rolls dream of being, with crisp, light pastry and well-balanced seasoning.
J.K.'s headed back off on her world travels, but I can quite conveniently return for another sausage roll.
* Reservations for the main dining room and its menu still involve planning at least a few days in advance. Bar snacks, in comparison, are available on whim.
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