The Slug and Lettuce in George Street, Edinburgh:
- Loud music with the bass turned up
- Stale fruit scone
- Pathetic little sandwich rolls with barely any filling
- Cheap tasting tiny cakes
- Sticky table. High booth seats but with nowhere to rest feet so they dangle
- Strange staff member who was a man wearing an ill fitting scruffy grey tshirt. He’d look more at home in a dodgy football men’s pub
- Tiny afternoon tea. Definitely the cheapest and most lack lustre I’ve ever had
Overall this was such a lacking experience of afternoon tea. I expect to be able to hear my friend speaking and for afternoon tea to have a relaxed and luxurious feel. This place was noisy from the blaring thumping music even though it was 1pm on a Wednesday, overall it was fairly empty so there was no need for the place to feel so overwhelmingly noisy. The combination of cheap quality food, scruffy staff member, and the floors feeling like something had been spilled and never cleaned up; sticky table and sticky floor, it was giving dive bar rather than a bar/restaurant on George Street
Generally a grim experience that I wouldn’t want to repeat. Left hungry and had to go get another snack in town. I would have had a nicer time grabbing a cheap coffee and cake from anywhere else, and sitting in Princes Street Gardens
The Slug and Lettuce in George Street, Edinburgh:
- Loud music with the bass turned up
- Stale fruit scone
- Pathetic little sandwich rolls with barely any filling
- Cheap tasting tiny cakes
- Sticky table. High booth seats but with nowhere to rest feet so they dangle
- Strange staff member who was a man wearing an ill fitting scruffy grey tshirt. He’d look more at home in a dodgy football men’s pub
- Tiny afternoon tea. Definitely the cheapest and most lack lustre I’ve ever had
Overall this was such a lacking experience of afternoon tea. I expect to be able to hear my friend speaking and for afternoon tea to have a relaxed and luxurious feel. This place was noisy from the blaring thumping music even though it was 1pm on a Wednesday, overall it was fairly empty so there was no need for the place to feel so overwhelmingly noisy. The combination of cheap quality food, scruffy staff member, and the floors feeling like something had been spilled and never cleaned up; sticky table and sticky floor, it was giving dive bar rather than a bar/restaurant on George Street
Generally a grim experience that I wouldn’t want to repeat. Left hungry and had to go get another snack in town. I would have had a nicer time grabbing a cheap coffee and cake from anywhere else, and sitting in Princes Street Gardens