If you’re looking for a ‘lite’ beer – those insipid beer-style beverages – then look elsewhere. Instead, The Miller pours British delights such as Hop Back Brewery’s Crop Circle, Everards Tiger and a host of other fine real ales all in tip-top condition. The bar staff here are proper beer enthusiasts and don’t tolerate substandard pints.
Although it looks like a dodgy council estate pub on the outside, within, it’s been given a squat-chic makeover with playful contemporary art and comfy old chesterfields, attracting a crowd that seems to have been teleported in from London’s more outré art colleges. Maybe they’re here for the vintage arcade games.
If you’re looking for something decent to eat with your pint, Street Kitchen, the street vendors, have arrived in their City Airstream to rustle up some dude food. It’s along the lines of a smart hot dog menu. J-Lo would be jealous of these buns, and the fillings range from pert pork sausages to hot-smoked salmon. The details, from dill pickles to skin-on chips, are all far better than the very reasonable prices suggest; you can eat very well for under a tenner.
On our visit, there was an evening of improvised comedy hidden away upstairs, keeping a small crowd fairly amused. It all seemed very well organised, if that’s not an oxymoron. On other nights you might want to throw some shapes to the DJ sets. Do this in the safe knowledge that Guy’s Hospital, with its A&E department, is on the other side of the road.
Reviewed by Guy Dimond