Jeff - in my imagination, I will one day start a morning in late October with a traditional english breakfast at Walton Heath, in the company of a very old member, and after playing 18 with him will have a steak and kidney pie and a pint of the local brew in the company of the club professional, sharing stories and histories; and then after playing 18 more with another old member, I would have late afternoon tea, with shortbread cookies and those little sandwiches, and tea and milk; before playing a final nine alone as the sun went down and then retiring to my rooms to freshen up and dress for dinner with the Secretary, which dinner would be a vegetable soup followed by rare roast beef along a carafe of their finest claret, and then coffee. And then I'd move to the lounge to sit by the fire with a glass of bourbon and a book. I have no idea if that's the type of food Walton Heath has, but in my imagination it should!
Peter