Hockley, Birmingham:
We wandered in for lunch on a wet Sunday. First impressions were annoying; we’d barely got through the door when we were pounced on by staff twice in a minute.
Do you want food or just drinks?
We ended up saying “just drinks” to get rid of them, found a seat, ordered drinks and looked at the menu in peace.
In the end, it was fine. The drinks weren’t cheap, nor was the food, but this is poncy Hockley now and both were very good. It’s a little bit trendy bar, but had a nice, relaxed vibe this Suday lunchtime.