We’ve just got back from dinner at the Coal Grill and Bar in Wimbledon, and saying farewell to another friend who’s heading home (home, in this case, being Canada).  Goodbyes are sadly an all-too-frequent part of our life here in London, and I’ve got a mouth ulcer and this could rapidly become a totally miserable entry.  To prevent that happening, I’m going to focus on the restaurant itself.

We’ve gone to Coal for breakfast a couple of times now, most recently last weekend.  With pancakes and maple syrup, eggs and bacon (£4.85) and a better than average hot chocolate, it’s definitely a step up in quality compared to the breakfast menus of your standard English pubs.  On our last trip, they also gave us two vouchers for £10 off when you spend £20 on food, to be used by November 30.

So we went back tonight, and Matt had a Prime Scotch Beefburger (£8.95) and I had a Sicilian Pizza (£6.25), and our friend – who was fitting in goodbyes to several people in one evening – had already eaten, so she didn’t eat at all and so we didn’t make the £20 threshold.  So now we have five £10 vouchers to be used by November 30. 

Anyway, I’m getting side-tracked.  Coal Grill and Bar isn’t super-fancy, but it’s a nice place to eat.  It seems warm there when it’s raining, but that may just be a psychological side-effect of the fact they’ve got decorative coal-behind-orange-plastic in the walls.  The Sicilian Pizza was a fantastic mix of olives, salami, parma ham and mozzarella.  And it was delicious… even to a tired 27-year-old with a mouth ulcer who was once again saying goodbye. 

We’ll go back again – who knows, maybe even sometime in the 20 days left in November.

Tash