The King's Head

Tonight I had the pleasure of taking my Mother out for dinner. We went first to an art show and then tried to figure out what restaurant to go to for dinner. I did not want to spend another Saturday night eating Mexican food. We tried to find something different. We searched from downtown Los Angeles to the San Fernando valley. There were four people in the car, each with their own suggestions. Driving in rainy traffic discussing our options, the ride seemed to take much longer than it should have. We finally settled upon the old Pinot Bistro restaurant which is now an English Pub called the Kings Head. None of us had been there before so we gave it a try. It was warm and relaxing, quiet with white tablecloths. It was a very nice atmosphere even though Mom pointed out that the English are not really "known" for their food. The menu was quite extensive with items like fish and chips, steaks, burgers, salads, and curries. Thank goodness the restaurant was kind enough to substitute the peas that they normally serve with the pepper steak with onion rings for my mother. I gazed at the long menu, and fought the temptation to ease my nerves by ordering something warm and comforting. I took out my index card and read my reasons for wanting to be thin. I then ordered a green salad with strips of chicken. Mom's probably right. The English don't cook that well.