点评:We stopped by The Cornewall Arms hoping for a nice drink in a charming old pub. From the outside, it looked completely closed—no lights on, no signs of life—but we tentatively went in anyway, half-expecting to set off an alarm.
Eventually, a woman appeared and looked surprised, almost annoyed, to see us—as though customers were a bit of an inconvenience. It quickly became clear we weren’t about to start a lively atmosphere.
After being served with all the warmth of a tax inspector, the owner quickly scurried back to the person sha was talking to at one of the tables. A heartwarming touch.
The pub itself is “quirky” in the way your nan’s back room is quirky—dark, cluttered, and filled with stuff no one’s used in a decade. There are board games, dusty furniture, and more laminated signs than patrons. Our favourite? The repeated reminders to return your glasses to the bar. Nothing screams hospitality like doing your own clearing up.
No food, no friendliness, and barely any light. We had one drink, fulfilled our obligation to tidy up after ourselves (as strongly hinted), and left. Won’t be racing back.
翻译:我们来到康沃尔武器酒吧 (The Cornewall Arms),想在一家迷人的老酒吧里喝一杯。从外面看,这家酒吧似乎完全关门了——灯火通明,毫无生气——但我们还是试探性地走了进去,几乎以为会触发警报。
终于,一位女士出现了,她看到我们,一脸惊讶,甚至有点恼火——仿佛顾客会给我们添麻烦似的。很快,我们就知道我们不会营造出热闹的氛围。
在得到税务稽查员般热情的服务后,老板迅速跑回了莎正在和其中一桌聊天的人。这番举动让人暖心。
这家酒吧本身就很“古怪”,就像你奶奶的后屋一样古怪——昏暗、杂乱,堆满了十年都没用过的东西。这里有棋盘游戏、布满灰尘的家具,还有比顾客还多的塑封标识。我们最喜欢的?反复提醒把杯子放回吧台。没有什么比自己收拾东西更能体现热情好客了。
没有食物,没有热情好客,几乎没有灯光。我们喝了一杯饮料,履行了收拾干净的义务(正如强烈暗示的那样),然后就离开了。不会再来了。