Gee Gee’s Bar and Brasserie

I don’t know about you but I associate the term «gee gee’s» with stale-​smelling, monotonous sounding TAB venues with bad food. I was not prepared for Gee Gee’s in Epsom, which came complete with it’s own faux-​crystal horse-​and-​harness-​racer statuette.
It has the entrance of a motel, complete with welcome mat and front desk. Already at 10.30 am the kitchens service windows framed busy chefs racing around. The setting inside was of a long, elegantly set dining area flanked with wait stations and sepia photos (presumably famous jockeys). It was immaculate.
So naturally, I was expecting stiff-​lipped, steel-​spined service to ensue. But instead, I was given the most welcoming invitation to enjoy a beer in the sun, facing Cornwall park. I felt apprehensive and under-​dressed in a strangely pleasant way and have high hopes for the well priced food there.
Obviously this is a business that has kept it’s head down doing the hard work, making sure the basics in service and presentation are done properly and I hope to see more of it in the future.