Bars & Pubs

By Ben McFarland

Located at the western-most tip of the legendary 94 bus route – it says ‘Acton Green’ on the front of the bus but, please, don’t mention the ‘A’ word in these parts. This is Chiswick, people, and that’s a fact. Appropriately, it's snug and justifiably smug as a lovely L-shaped local doing a fine line in candle-lit cosiness. It resembles a restaurant at times but don’t worry, they allow imbibers. In fact, they really quite like them.

While the prices of the drinks won’t worry Wetherspoon, the wine list and variety of rotating cask ales is deftly compiled and knowledgeably served with Harvey’s (the ale from Sussex, not the sherry) on particularly fine form when we visited.

The food, again, is hardly credit crunch cuisine but so good were the risotto and mediterranean sausages, it managed to muffle the wailing from our wallets.

For the best seat, on entering, turn right towards the more homely half of the pub and sink into the Chesterfields next to the roaring fire and observe the cheery Chiswick types still spending their white-collar dollar.

Time Out London Issue 2005: January 22-28 2009