The Squealing Pig is a neighborhood pub with a neighborhood pub feel. The type of place that you wish were just down the block.
We started with duck quesadillas. The duck, itself, was, for lack of a better word "ducky." I foud the strong flavor pleasant, but my British father may have dismissed it as "high". It came with a decent, if not lively, apricot chutney.
Next, one of us had a very respectable hamburger, while the other two each had one of their "toasties" -- which seem to be the feature items. They have seven or eight different "toasties" (grilled sandwiches), inclduing blue cheese and bacon, salmon and dill, "Cuban", turkey reuben, etc. One of us had the brie and cranberry and the other had a decent (if not memorable) tomato, cheddar, and onion.
For dessert, we couldn't resist the lone dessert on the menu: a "Mars Bar Toastie." The jury is still out as to whether we were enjoying the wonder of the British Mars bar, or whether it was the inferior American cousin. Whatever it was, it was good. Rather than in bread, we were surprised to find that the Mars Bar Toastie is served between two waffles. Throw in some sliced bananas, and a little whipped cream, and we were all grins.