So how about that, after all the scheming I turn out to be the only one that goes to the Monk yesterday. I mean that pretty literally, when we got there at around 7:00 they were closing up the shop due to the total lack of customers. Jeremy agreed to stay open for us though and we had the place to ourselves. I had a fleeting worry before we got there that we might need to struggle for a table, I sure got that wrong. Anyway, they treated us great. The chef had just taken a rack of boar ribs from the oven and man were they good. They were slathered in some kind of beer glaze, crispy and tender, just awesome. I had mussels in blue cheese and bacon, a healthy and light snack. The kids both had steak and frites. The steaks have some sort of beer based sauce that the kids loved – maybe I ought to worry about that. We mentioned that we enjoyed the waffles from our last visit and the next thing we knew a plate of steaming waffles, one row spread with a beer and pear reduction and the other a beer and raspberry reduction appeared at our table. Of course there were some damn fine beers along with all that gluttony.
We rolled out of there and all we could say was Wow. Hope no one else finds out about Sunday nights at the Monk