At The Whip I learned that black and white puddings are breakfast sausage, but Yorkshire pudding is a kind of puff pastry best enjoyed with roast beef. I learned that Scotch eggs are deep fried and delicious. And I learned that what Cork and Cap (Lancaster, Pa.) calls rarebit is more like melted Velveeta.
The Whip is not pretentious. It is a pub. You can get $2 pints and games on TV.
But during the summer you can enjoy a mouthwatering brunch beneath the trees by Doe Run. And in the winter the fireplace, dark wood and beer-only bar are everything you need to make cold feel like a charming counterpoint to your cozy cosmopolitan life.
http://www.thewhiptavern.com/twt_menus.
