The Kings Arms — Restaurant in Uttlesford

I had read about this pub. I read it was an old pub, with some history, and just a good place to drink... filled with good people. I also read somewhere that if you try hard enough...you can FLY. Neither of these readings are true. Walking into The Kings Arms is like walking into your creepy uncle Jerry's arms..you feel very uncomfortable, and in the end, you feel offended. Whoever the guy is that was working there (around 25, shirt too small, not so updated on thought and facts), I think he is either related to the owner, or the owners must be more "special" than he is. Upon ordering a pint, I pulled a 20 pound note from my wallet. The guy reaches down, and in his slow, opposite of intelligent voice he tells me "it's fake". Then I pulled out 2 more. "They're both fake" he replies. He marks them with the money marker, which showed the color that it would show on real money, and this idiot tells me it showed fake. Did anybody teach this guy how them markers work? I show him the waterprint of the queen, and the strip in the note, which can be seen by holding it up to the light, and this guy still insists the money isn't real. I went and exchanged the money and went back. I thought there was literally no way this guy could possibly be so dumb..I was wrooooonnng. I went back and he gave me a pint with my new notes. He disappeared, and when I went into the bathroom, the guy was looking in the mirror at himself, talking to himself, with a really weird angry look on his face. When he saw me, though, he jumped, and pretended it never happened...looked me in the eye, and walked out. I think maybe he was on his first snort of cocaine or his first injection of steroids or something, because this guy was creepier than a homeless man wearing bacon clothing. When I went back out, I finished my beer with him staring at me the entire time...but as he stared at me I noticed his nipples became erect though his polo. Was the weirdest thing ever. That is definitely a place for local people...Welcome to...

We visited yesterday, Christmas Eve, for a lunchtime meal. This is a proper olde worlde English pub. It's quite small and cramped (it was busy) and I don't think it would be suitable for wheelchairs but check that if you need that info. The staff were great, very friendly and responsive, and there was a cosy, friendly atmosphere. The food was great too - I had vege curry which is easy to do badly but it was great, nice veg in a good rich tomato sauce. The beer must've been good as husband had three pints! I would definitely...

To be clear, this is the type of pub that this country is famous for. Great real ales and premium lagers enough wines to meet most requirements. The lunchtime food is what I want from a pub, honest and hearty and won't leave you hungry. When my wife and I first moved to this town we found the pub regulars were very welcoming and always more than willing to join you in the big debate of the day. Ash looks after his customers and beer with...