I visited Harcourt Arms with my 5 year old daughter last weekend. This is a Swedish run place with mostly Swedish customers I guess. I'm from Sweden myself and this visit made me want to stay away from Sweden and Swedish stuff even more, it was really an unpleasant experience.When we were pretty hungry we decided to order something simple, like Swedish "pytt i panna". When our food hadn't showed up after half an hour I asked for my meal, and the answer was that it might show up. Might show up, what?After another half an hour I asked again, and get to know that the chef had a lot to do, and might have forgot our food, so I asked her to check what the **** was going on.After another while I asked for my money, but no, I did not get my money back when I wanted to leave. During the time some other coursed that we did not order showed up on our table. So finally, after a couple of hours, a burned mess showed up.I did found the staffs really arrogant, the Swedish way, if they are understaffed, they should let me know. Ordering a beer takes around 15 minutes, Leffe is about 5.40. So if you really want Kopparbergs Cider and some crappy Swedish meals this is a place for you. Shortly this is a crappy place, actually the worst place I ever visited, I'll never go there again, and I'll hope it will stay one of London’s best kept secrets.

The Harcourt Arms is a strange but endearing place – it’s an old boozer with a garden out the back. But when you scratch the surface of the Harcourt Arms you realise the blokes behind the bar are Swedish it’s in a Swedish area of town and they serve meatballs on the menu.