What a fine pub. Real gem, in an industrial street on the Hockley/Handsworth border, this pub is a 1905 rebuild, and keeps it’s traditional feel. There’s a good choice of great ales, including Bathams, good food at a great price, friendly staff, and traditional pub atmosphere- the open fires are gas, but still pleasant. An absolute delight, and only a short walk from the Metro, which happily was only broken north of Priestfield.
If visiting, check the opening times first.
Almost in the shadow of both the road and rail Firth of Forth crossings, South Queensferry is a peasant little place. Sadly, we were in the car, but found parking nearby and stopped for lunch. Food was a bit mixed; my burger was fine, but stymistress’s baguette was a bit below par. Real ale on offer, but not tried (due to presence of car), and a large slection of whisky. Pleasant, helpful staff, and nice, traditional interior only marred by the large TV (thankfully muted).
At one end of the main street. It’s a hotel, but the bar feels pub-like. It is a little modern and stripped out, but there’s a real fire and while there is food there’s a good area for just drinking. Good choice of beer including real ale, and pleasant staff. We returned another day for food, which was fine too.
Right by the castle, this is a tourist trap. No problem, we were tourists. Real ale, food, and a good whisky selection (unusually, I drank whisky, not wanting to down a pint with a long bus journey ahead). Inside it’s very traditional and exposed beams. Staff were friendly and efficient, prices high, as you’d expect, but it was OK.
Part of the same chain and with the same menus as The Four Marys, this was quite similar for me, in that it was a pleasant welcoming pub with decent beer. We didn’t eat here, but the beer was fine and other diners seemed to like the food. Staff were friendly and helpful and there was a nice atmosphere.
One of many pubs/restaurants in Rose St, we chose this as the menu looked more our thing, and we’d arrived in the city at lunctime. Inside, it’s standard modern slightly (but only slightly) la-di-dah bar, and pretty pleasant. Some cracking beer on offer, and the food was good. As you’d expect, prices a bit steep (£4 a pint) though.
Nice little pub on the way up to Stirling Castle from the bus station, so a handy stop for lunch. Didn’t see any ale, but the website specifies ales available. The lager was perfectly acceptable anyway, and the lunchtime food was excellent, and service friendly. Interesting decor including the slogan above the exit “You are now entering grim reality”, which i liked a lot.
Next door to The Black Bitch Tavern, this is a hotel, but the bar area feels like a pub. It didn’t hit the spot with us, being a modern take on traditional that’s so popular right now; all green paint, stripped wood and blackboards. Staff were fine, as was the beer, but it just didn’t hit home- this wasn’t helped by the noisy kids shouting at one table (from the same family that left their scared, unhappy dog tied to railings outside).
Another Belhaven pub, this looks tiny from outside, but inside it’s a Wetherspoons-a-like (or maybe a Goose-a-like) pub and a cavernous space. No real ale, but bearable lager. Nothing special though.
Right in the middle of town, this is a Belhaven pub, and another one claiming to be old. From the website:
The Marys in question are the four ladies-in-waiting of Mary, Queen of Scots, who was born over the road in Linlithgow Palace. Back then, there was no pub here, but the building The Four Marys occupies was already standing as a family home. It means this welcoming family-friendly pub has a tremendous historical atmosphere. With its low ceiling, stone walls, cosy corners and attractive bar, it feels like it’s been here for ever.
There’s been crticism of it lately on Tripadvisor, saying it had gone downhill following a Greene King takeover of Belhaven, but we found it a pleasant pub, with nice staff, a great choice of beer, and a modern pub-food menu (so a little fussy, but OK). Inside it’s traditional pub front, and a restaurant at the back (which we didn’t go to, preferring the bar).