The Beauchamp

Unfortunately, I cannot base this review on the food or other products and services they provide at this establishment because NO ONE CAME TO SERVE ME. My party of 4 was actually seated by a server and we still didn’t get any help. I had the feeling that the staff declared my £££ were un-​spendable. No one looked our way, servers passed us on each side and most noticeably– the place wasn’t even busy.
Finally, I flag down a server who pretended like I was whispering (I was literally shouting). I asked her for menus and ice waters. She gave me the look as if I was inconveniencing her. How dare I ask her to do her job! The nerve of me. Then she brings back one menu (uno, single, eins) for a party of 4 and no water. We left about 5 minutes after no service post getting our single menu.
I’m not exactly sure why we were not served, but I can only assume they felt some kind of way about my crew and me. DISDAIN is how I will describe it. But to you Beauchamp, don’t you worry, I ain’t gotta come back and I’m hoping the readers approach your establishment with the same disquiet and hopefully coach you on providing service TO ALL.

The service was slightly confusing and unhelpful. Came in to just grab a quick drink but wanted to sit outside. Tables reserved for shisha smokers only… but we just want a quick drink… ok fine.
Order from the bar, here’s a drinks menu, put in our order… oh there’s a happy hour 2−4−1 drinks menu… but we just put in our order… okaaayyyyy…thanks…
Random but slightly annoying thing. Television is on, with some sort of music video channel, but the music playing on the stereo is completely different. Is it just me?
Just not the place for me.

We went to The Beauchamp with a Living Social voucher for a cocktail, 2 course meal, and drink for 2 people: not a bad starting point.
It’s a strange place doesn’t really know whether it wants to be a pub, restaurant or bar. It’s possibly telling that the website doesn’t have any photos of the place on it. The vibe very much reminded me of slightly tacky 80s nightclubs that had tables crammed in there to serve food in the evenings before the main event got underway.
We both went for mojitos to start surely any bartender should be able to manage a classic like that? The cocktails were reasonable, although tasted as if they may have only spent a brief interval in the same room as a bottle of rum rather than had any added. Our starters were chicken goujons, and flame-​grilled chorizo both quite tasty, but both served nestled in a bed of naively shredded iceberg that very much gave you the impression that these were the finest hastily-​defrosted snacks that money could buy. Tasty, for sure but nothing which gave the impression that the establishment in any way prided itself on its food.
Our meals arrived a veggie burger and a carnivore burger. The latter being forgettable, and the former being a mushy mess. The fries were very good indeed, but that’s barely a reason to go back.
We left with mixed feelings about The Beauchamp on one hand you might say that a daily discount voucher shouldn’t hike your expectations too high, but then one of the purposes of these things is to get traffic into a business to show off what they do, and this was not showing off in any way. Good value for money in this case, but had we known how mediocre it was we’d have spent that money elsewhere for a better experience.
Having rechecked The Beauchamp’s website, it appears that the Press area contains a list of celebrities who have or regularly go there. Maybe dining’s not the point of this restaurant?

I speak English. Well, at least I thought i did til I tried to find this pub that the locals were sending me to. Now I’m quite sure that I speak American and that English is a totally different language!
When I was asking around as to where to go and get a drink, the nice man said, «Oh– you’ve got to try the Becheem. Best pint around».
«Great», said I. «Where is it?»
«A mere 3 minute walk around on Becheem Street. Right.»
Perfect. Only there was no Becheem Street on my map nor did a Google search turn up any bar call Becheem. So I decided to wander a bit and found myself in front of the Beachamp Pub. Could this be it, I wondered?
Indeed I had found the bar. But not without a bit of angst as to how something i learned in French class that was pronounced «beau– cham» could be now «becheem». But that aside– I stepped in and made my way to the bar.
There was a good mix of regulars and tourists (tired from a long day of shopping at Harrod’s, no doubt) and the bartenders were friendly, personable and quick to pull a pint or two. The best news? They carried my favorite beer, Kronenbourg, on tap. By now I was thinking– who cares what they call this place– it’s around the corner from my hotel and they have my fav beer!
There are comfy couches and tables scattered about and during the day you cat eat outside. The snacking menu has «bar food» like nachos and wings and the regular menu has spaghetti, bangers and mash, fish and chips, etc and on Sunday’s they serve up a roast beef or chicken special complete with Yorkshire pudding.
The music is clubby for for a pub but not played so loud that you can’t have a conversation. Just a note– if you want to pay by credit card it needs to be over 10 pounds and they don’t take American Express!
Good beer, good service and a great environment? Add to that it is just around the corner from my hotel and I say it’s a winner. And don’t let it’s underwhelming exterior steer you away.
Now if only I could learn to pronounce it like I lived here!

Outside this place looks rather shabby.
The sad and uninterested barmaid had no idea what she was selling or doing.
Noisy modern music and an uncomfortable atmosphere. More a bar than a pub — not a good one.
Everything looks neclected.