Just up the road, this seemed a better idea for lunch. It reminded me of Birmingham’s Sun on the Hill, and in the same way had a slightly upmarket chainpub feel. Decent food, but my beer (sadly the only Bath Ales beer I got to try) was a bit sad. Food decent though, and not a bad place once you got over the Blade Runner effect of the TV screens advertising, with the back being airy, light, and spacious.
A by-the-numbers chain pub. Nothing awful but nothing great either: typical chainpub menu, cheapish drinks, central location. Staff pleasant, but otherwise nothing of note at all.
We’d got lost looking for something, and were tired from the previous day’s walking, so a brief pistop with soft drinks. Another Greene King pub that they hadn’t fucked up, which was nice, Pleasant staff, food looked good, nice atmosphere. Can’t comment on the beer.
We just randomly came across this on the walk back down from Clifton, and from the outside it just looked like an average pub; but we were tired from the walk so dropped in.
In fact, it was a close contender with the nearby Bag of Nails for “best pub in Bristol”, losing out because dog, rather than cats. Great pub, good-looking menu, great beer, friendly people.
We’d caught the sightseeing bus up to Clifton, and had a wander over the bridge, and it was time for lunch, and The Mall was the first place we came to. Pleasant, too, and just about the right side of fashionable and cultured without being up itself. Good beer (both craft bollocks and cask ale), good food, good staff, and reasonable price.
Fullers pubs are not common in my part of the world, with the Old Joint Stock being the sole one nearby, and our only other experience being The Mad Hatter in that London.
Fullers do a nice job of chain pub: tidy enough, good food, good beer, and this was the case here: we visited twice, eating once, and both visits were pleasant. Even the televised sport didn’t intrude, and the staff were great.
Old 1606 Tudor-style pub featuring rock and heavy metal nights in upstairs bar, plus beer garden.
sounded good.
It was actually pretty horrible. Outside looked OK, and the famous door was present. The inside had been given a modern-pub stripped floorborads and green paint makeover, music varied from good to woeful, there was no ale, and the whole place was full of posing arseholes. Maybe we picked it on a bad night…
Lovely, independent, traditional pub tucked in a narrow cobbled lane in Redcliffe. Good choice of real ale, and live music when we visited- the unfortunate side effect being that it was full to bursting, so we finished our drinks outside so we could sit, which was a shame, as atmosphere, beer, and staff were all great. It’s well known for the part it played in the abolishment of slavery in the past.
Unexpectedly nice for a Brewer’s Fayre, this is an old pub, and downstairs it’s traditional pub; there’s dining upstairs. Quite a nice atmosphere, considering, beer OK. Way, way better than a Brewer’s Fayre usually is.
We were tired, and needed lunch, and this just hoved into view at exactly the right time as we crossed the river: everywhere the other side had been rammed, and here there were seats, decent food, and beer that wasn’t at all bad (considering it was Greene King). Friendly welcome too, and the pub is nicely traditional, so GK didn’t fuck this one up at all.