Wandering up from West Hampstead tube station gives you the impression
that you're heading into a residential area and seems an unlikely
setting for any sort of restaurant. And Czechoslovak does seem to have a
bit of a private house feel about it mixed with old man pub. Which only
adds to the slightly odd dining experience in my opinion.
The
restaurant has a beer garden at the back for sunnier days (or hardy
customers) but we sat in what was possibly the living room in times gone
by. We had Langos, a delicious starter that could have been mind with
condimentphiles like me in mind (ketchup, garlic, cheese AND tartar
sauce!!!) along with Czech sausage. I had pork goulash for my main
course with Czech dumplings, which were kind of like very soft absorbant
slices of bread.
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