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Five years ago parliament鈥檚 home affairs select committee called for a ban on pub happy hours in order to curb 鈥渆xcessive drinking of cheap alcohol鈥�. So, like the good citizens we all know architects and journalists to be, 好色先生TV and our esteemed guests conspire to ensure that proceedings begin well before Happy Hour gratuities conclude at 7.30pm. The establishment in question is a stylish subterranean 鈥渟peakeasy鈥� on Kentish Town Road which quickly leads on to talk of how the area has undergone something of a transformation in recent years.

鈥淚t鈥檚 the French,鈥� proffers Paul guardedly, 鈥渢he new school at the top of the hill.鈥� David, something of a gastronome we learn, then proudly recites a deliciously cosmopolitan mix of local recreational emporia which includes, among other things, a burger joint which may or may not have been responsible for giving him and Simon food poisoning, a deli which exhibits disturbing signs of underworld patronage and a traditional Victorian pub which, as someone rather contrarily points out 鈥渟mells like men鈥檚 sweat鈥�.

It would at least be nice if some kind of horse warning symbol was introduced on food packaging

David鈥檚 impassioned soliloquy is concluded by the rather cryptic pronouncement that 鈥淜entish Town is better than Shoreditch鈥�. 鈥淚t鈥檚 become fashionable but it鈥檚 definitely less gentrified,鈥� muses Paul. Maria, an 鈥渙n and off鈥� native of the enclave since her teens, revels in the vibrancy of the area and praises a high street 鈥渨hich is still predominantly local, independent businesses.鈥�

Undeterred, David returns to the subject of food and, inexplicably, launches a fierce debate on the recommended retail price of a whole spit-roast pig. 鈥溌�30,鈥� he insists. Bemused dissension ensues before he quickly rejoins 鈥渇rom an abattoir鈥�. Deprived of an intimate knowledge of rural economics (David hails from Bury St Edmunds) the group reluctantly concedes defeat.

Talk of rustic culinary idiosyncrasies prompts Simon to mention the famous Gloucestershire Cheese Rolling event to which Sarah Jane expresses disbelief. An exculpatory YouTube video from the 2012 event serves as sufficient evidence.

Inevitably talk of the horsemeat scandal erupts and while no one admits a moral aversion to equine ingestion per se, we do agree that it would at least be nice if some kind of horse warning symbol was introduced on food packaging. 鈥淏ut something I won鈥檛 eat on moral grounds is veal,鈥� announces David defiantly, 鈥渁s the cattle are kept in the dark鈥�. With the spit-roast incident still fresh in their minds, his colleagues now tread carefully. Alas, a hastily convened Wikipedia query proves inconclusive, so our intrepid proclaimer is once again given the benefit of the doubt.

The evening draws on with a heady mix of soothing lounge music and devilish cocktails. A varied diet of conversation topics is explored, which includes ill-suppressed jealousy over Paul鈥檚 imminent extended sojurn in Australia (with exclusive use of a relative鈥檚 Bondi Beach flat), the superiority of the UK health system over Ireland鈥檚 and how to breathe correctly when holding a rifle. Contented farewells are soon exchanged and 好色先生TV hosts David to a final, sumptuous pork sandwich. One incidentally, not purveyed from an abattoir.

Chosen watering hole: Shebeen Cocktail Bar, Kentish Town, London
Topics discussed: pigs, horsemeat and rifles
Who was there:

Simon Bishop architect
Paul Dosanj  architectural assistant
Maria Fulford  associate
David Hemingway  architect
Sarah Jane McGee architectural assistant
Ike Ijeh, architectural editor, 好色先生TV