The Pheasant Plucker British Pub

Last Updated on: 25th October 2022, 10:14 pm

Looks like Gill went to another restaurant.

At 20 Augusta Street in the heart of downtown Hamilton sits a pub that is partly homage to the working class neighborhoods that were once the main landscape of Hamilton, partly trendy little hole-in-the-wall British establishment.  One might be a little discouraged or think of stereotypes of dimly lit pubs with harried servers, but this is not your grandpa’s pub.


Like I mentioned, this has the atmosphere of a mid market pub you would see in London or Dublin. Prices ranged from $15 to $30 for decent sized portions.  You could have anything from a traditional British Yorkshire dinner, roast beef, Yorkshire pudding, to chips (fries) and curry.

What I had

I had the chicken tenders and fries, and noticed that portions related more to European sizes, so slightly smaller than North American sizes.  The chicken tenders were about a 7 out of 10, but the fries were an 8.

Fun Fact

Normally they run trivia Monday nights starting at eight, but I guess there weren’t enough people to make a go of it when we were there.

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  1. So many things to say here. First of all, Steve, I’m disappointed in you for failing to provide a soundtrack for this post. Might I suggest this silly little thing.

    Now Gill, that place sounds great. I’m not surprised the chicken fingers were not the best. Seven out of 10 is generous I think. I’ve been to the UK a number of times now as my husband is from there. Every time I’ve had chicken strips or chicken wings they have just absolutely sucked. I was with Allen in the pub in Edinburgh in May and I ate chicken wings. I was certain they were made of sawdust and cardboard. And that’s just normal over there apparently. I suppose you were in Canada though, so automatically that makes them better. Finally, if you can ever get fish and chips with curry sauce, do it. Imagine curry flavoured gravy that you dip your fish into. That’s the best British pub food. But go nowhere near mushy peas. It sounds as evil as it tastes.

    1. I’m totally going back and adding this in. It should have been there all along. My only excuse is that I wasn’t working with full brain this morning, but when am I ever working with full brain?

      And Gill says thanks for the heads-up on the mushy peas. She said the name sounds like nightmare fuel.

      I think I’ve only had mushy peas once. I went to a fish dinner at a legion and ran into them there. I expected them to be much more gross than they were based on their name. I do give whoever named them credit for the honesty though. There’s no dressing up or hiding what’s going on. What you hear is what you get. I can appreciate that.

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