Alford Arms, Frithesden

Disappointed with the latest visit to the Alford Arms, Frithesden. Maybe Sunday lunch wasn't the best time to go. My haddock in pea puree and gravadlax dressing lacked interest, it needed capers and lemon juice or something like that. And the dress code for blokes seems to be cropped cargo trousers, polo shirts, bald heads, sunglasses on top of bald heads, and stupid sandals PUT YOUR FEET AWAY WHEN I'M TRYING TO EAT!