Visited: Friday 8 January by JB
This was the first of many pubs visited in the Tower Bridge area on this Friday evening in an ingenious date/Boozehound combination, which also took in the Anchor Tap, Vault, Bridge House before ending at The Draft House. And don’t you dare try to suggest that the quality of reviews/recollection suffers with the quantity of pubs visited in one night. You can’t prove it.
This pub was not dissimilar to the nearby Draft House in many ways, but in some important ways it was a lot better – more character, more interesting beers, and they actually served us.
The beer selection really is excellent here. To be fair the sign on the outside of the pub says ‘craft beers’ so you’d be disappointed if they didn’t have a really good selection of craft beers, but they do, so we weren’t. There are so many to choose from, and you can even check out the selection, and which beers are on, on their website before you go – but just bear in mind that would mean you’re doing more prep for a visit to the pub than Boozehound has ever done for a job interview or exam. Do you really want to be that guy? Also, more importantly, the super friendly staff are happy to let you sample beers before you decide. Boozehound has ascertained that you can go through 1.4 rotations of the entire beer selection saying ‘hmm, maybe, let me just try that one again?’ before they rumble you and you have to make a purchase. The high quality of the beer is reflected in the price.
There was a really nice, cosy atmosphere in the pub, and we did well to bag a wobbly table. Even if you don’t though, it’s definitely a pub worth visiting – especially if you’re a craft beer fan.
As part of Boozehound’s dedication to accuracy and research and stuff, we had a glance at, among other things, the Trip Advisor page for this pub, and if you’ll forgive us going off on a totally unrelated and unnecessary tangent, one of the reviews was fairly positive, but noted that the pub couldn’t provide a highchair for their one year old and ‘wasn’t’ child friendly.’ Well, no shit. It’s a small pub in the centre of London. We’re sorry that a business which exists to serve intoxicating poisonous liquids to adults isn’t ideally poised to look after your infant child who can’t even eat solids. How selfish of them. Please don’t ruin pubs for everyone else by insisting they bend over backwards to accommodate children. The Boozehound doesn’t come to your local playground and then complain on the internet that your child makes a shit martini. Even though I bet your child does make a terrible martini. Probably thinks it’s better shaken, for God’s sake.
Do they do food? Yes and it looks legitimately really nice. The beef burgers also have lamb in
them. This probably adds to the flavour, although I didn’t hear anyone squealing with delight when they discovered there was horsemeat in their Tesco beef lasagne.
Are they in the 21st Century? I seem to remember contactless.
Are there dogs? There was an excellent Boxer who kept getting in everyone’s way.
I’m hungover, do they do a Bloody Mary? You bet.
I want to smoke: Couldn’t find a beer garden, pleasant enough standing on the street, mind.