One of the features of London is the "chop house," restaurant, or eating house. On the windows are painted these words : "Hot joints from twelve to eight," "chops and steaks" — "Alsops pale ale," — "XXX brown-stout," &c. When Nature cries out that she "abhors a vacuum," you can step into one of these houses and order a "chop" or a "steak" — you need not mention mutton chop, for the English know no other, and the chances are that you will get for about twenty-five cents a good and substantial dinner, with a pot of ale into the bargain; not forgetting a mouthful or two of Stilton or Cheshire cheese. These chop-houses are convenient to the stranger when engaged in sight seeing. They are all over town, but chiefly in the "city," as the business part of London is called.
"A Wall-Street Bear in Europe", by Samuel Young, 1855, page 176.
Can I Have Some Austere Minimalism With My Pint? - Not sure how much I would like to spend much time in a pub like this: Micropubs are a relatively new concept in beer and cider drinking. I would describe...
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