The Eagle

It's ok - it's pretty obvious why the Basket Makers, opposite, was full on a Monday evening and the Eagle much quieter. The Eagle feels like more of a corporate pub - it's got that bland essence to it. Not in a significant way, but like too many Brighton pubs - the same overpriced ales from the same style taps etc. It's fine, elsewhere in the country it'd be great, but in Brighton it feels a touch bland.

The atmosphere is like a cold wet cloth. But the people make it. I once kissed a long hair bucktooth man here that looked like he was from Hanson. Many people have told me secrets I'd rather forget but then what's memory but a rollerdecks of pondering. I spill my shots, but Jessica said shoot your shot so i did. It's a great place to write a post card to your mum you might send or make a pact with a kind soul. Anyway what am I like I haven't even told you about the staff the do so much with so little and the location is to die for. If you ever find yourself of a Tuesday I recommend anther establishment but for the most part it's a great place to catch up on your coripondense and eat a vegan ham sandwich 🥪 😉