Friday, 5 April 2013

The Crown and Goose (Obituary)


When we started this blog, we rather grandiosely decided that we’d keep our favourite bar secret, so that we were the only uncool people in it. I think this may have well been vastly over-estimating the popularity of this blog, whose viewership I think is pretty much confined to ‘me’ and my increasingly-disappointed parents. NO MUM I’M STILL NOT A LAWYER YET.

That said, we recently found out that despite the best efforts of a dedicated core of great people, our favourite watering-hole in the whole of London is to be torn down to be converted into luxury flats and a high-end restaurant. I mean, in a way, I understand, if there’s one thing London needs it’s more people being priced out of the areas they grew up in so fucking City Boy yuppies can sit around thinking they’re Gordon Gekko meets Pete Doherty. No wait, that can fuck right off.

Unfortunate though it may be, we’re generally decent people (court decision pending) and so we wanted to write about this place to give you a chance to visit one of London’s last proper boozers before it shuts its doors forever.

This Shangri-La, this Valhalla, this Oasis amongst over-priced cider with stupid flavours like ‘bubblegum’ that was what your sister drank that year she went to V Festival and those twats who book all the tables in the beer gardens from like 4pm in the summer (you know who you are, you overly-organised wankers), is the Crown and Goose, Camden.

The Crown and Goose has a very special place in the heart of all the people who write for this blog; it’s a great little place with loads of character and really nice people, plus, fittingly for this blog, not as many people know about it as they should. It’s a small pub tucked away near Mornington Crescent, on a quiet residential street.

When you first walk into the Goose (it always seems to be called by the latter part of its name, rather than the former) you’re immediately confronted by the bar: ideal. Get to it then and order some lagers. The Goose doesn’t have cocktails made out of mermaid scales or that taste like a Sicilian sunset or whatever other bollocks I’ve half-remembered from cocktail menus when I’ve bothered to read them. It’s a pub that does a damn good drink, there’s a good selection of lager and cider on tap and there’s all your other standard stuff like G & Ts and wine and Jesus I’m even boring myself now. It’s a pub, you know what you drink in pubs, if you don’t I think you’re trying to run before you can walk on this one to be honest.

The interior of the Goose looks like it was once an old shop or house, and I’m reliably informed that once it was indeed just a humble beer-shop. It is, however, very very cramped. I’m talking tube-level cramped. It can get extremely busy, and I mean that type of busy where you have to hold your pint at a weird angle so you look like a trainee contortionist, and apparently if you’re short it can get very claustrophobic. Not that I give one about that; suck on that short people.

However, and this is one of the great things about the Goose, despite how busy and angular and weird it gets in there, it never ever gets aggressive. In quite a lot of the pubs and bars in Camden you’re likely to leave with quite a lot of glass lodged in your oesophagus if you politely ask someone to ‘excuse you’ while you’re heading for the toilets. Now this may sound like faint praise; ‘yeah, the Goose is great, I’ve never taken an absolute pasting there even once’, but it really does make a difference, plus for someone who acts like a total twat quite a lot of the time, the assurance that my night isn’t going to end with me picking my teeth out of the gutter with a broken arm is a big lure.

The Goose is a genuinely friendly place, even the staff there are brilliant, they’re all good at what they do, are happy to have a chat, and don't mind when you get so drunk you spill candle wax all over the fucking place like some sort of confused bee.

Although I hardly feel qualified to review the food, as I'm the kind of man who thinks a restaurant is fancy if the chairs aren't bolted to the floor, I think I should mention that the food there is absolutely delicious. Every single time I've eaten there it's been incredible.

Finally then, this review is a farewell to the Goose, an obituary if you will. It will be sorely missed by all of us, and by many, many others. I urge you to check it out before Barclays Bank swing a wrecking-ball through it build another stainless-steel and glass cathedral to the worst excesses of capitalism.

Go and have a pint in the sun outside and try some of the food before it comes down: you’ll never find a pub quite like it.

Goodbye Goose. We love you, and you'll live on in our memories. This can be your swan-song. Or goose-song. Do geese sing? I don’t know what I’m talking about now.

C.J

The Crown and Goose
100 Arlington Road,
Camden,
London
NW1 7HP

020 7285 8008

www.thecrownandgoose.co.uk

7 comments:

  1. also i heard the toilets are great for getting to know people better in

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  2. I hear what you're saying about the Crown and Goose, but what about the Goose and Cradduck?

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  3. No word on the Goose & Cradduck thus far.

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  4. I'm g.m. at the goose, met you there last night.

    This is an amazing send - off for what is, as you have clearly stated, a truly excellent pub and one of a dying breed.

    Thanks, and keep coming in till the goose gets turned to rubble. 3 months left.

    Phil

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  5. As of two days ago the last menu change ever has been made at the goose and we want people two remember it with satisfied appetites so be sure to come in for a steak or burger before its no more.

    Cheers readers,

    Rob

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  6. Gutted, it is a great pub and it will be so sad to see it go :-(. Is there definitely no going back? I know there was a petition that was doing the rounds. Like North London needs anymore fricking flats!

    Rose

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