An English pub lunch

Something missing from Australia and New Zealand is the cosy and characterful village pub. I have fond memories from when I used to live here of visiting English pubs on Sundays for a pub lunch. Today we enjoyed a Sunday lunch at The Black Swan in York, a 15th Century haunted house. It was wonderful. They had something for everyone: plant food for me, roast beef for my carnivorous son and even a dedicated children’s menu. The food was excellent, the service prompt, the people very friendly and the Yorkshire ale from a family-run brewery surprisingly delicious. I only say surprisingly because I don’t normally drink ale but this was good.