Located behind the Royal Courts of Justice, the tiny, charismatic Seven Stars is the spot where barristers bring their clients for celebratory champagne or commiseratory scotch after a big case.
A glass display case holds a copy of landlady Roxy Beaujolais’s cookbook Home from the Inn Contented, a sign that the simple pub food advertised on the blackboard is going to be impressive.
Real ales are the tipple of choice among many of the locals – alongside Adnams Bitter and Broadside, you might find beers from smaller breweries such as Dark Star – but there’s also a short, sound list of wines by the glass.
Seats at the tables covered with green and white checked oilcloths are hard to come by, but considerate bar staff do their best to alert customers to vacancies.
|Venue name:||Seven Stars||Contact:|
53 Carey Street
|Opening hours:||Open 11am-11pm Mon-Fri; noon-11pm Sat; noon-10.30pm Sun. Food served 1-9.30pm daily|
|Transport:||Tube: Chancery Lane or Holborn tube|
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After stopping by for a drink on Saturday and receiving a glass of boxed wine I realised that I had left my phone at the bar - confirmed using phone tracker. Since we were the last to leave I can only assume it was found by the staff the next day. However, the quality of staff at this pub was so disgusting that the following day I was not that surprised that they denied finding the phone which was still showing on the tracker... Basically, for a pub historically famous for its relation to the Royal Court of Justice this place is run by a bunch of thieves.
Also that cat is sick - be suspicious of the quantity of deceased cat pictures on the wall, apparently they don't last long.
A group of us were taking part in the inthecity treasure hunt, as we walked in for the final clue, one of the barmen walked up to us and said, "either you all buy a drink or you get out, we've had people in on this stupid hunt all day and I'm fed up with it." At this point our group had split up and we were ready to get comfortable and have a drink etc. but this guys demeanour was so rude we all felt the need to leave. Never felt more unwelcome in any establishment. They could have quite easily have had 12 people in for a few drinks before we continued our night. But instead we were turfed out of the bar, with many of the locals looking confused as to why they were doing it. Terrible staff, would not return.
Introduced to me by my father who has been going to this pub for more than 40 years, who'd have though this would be my favourite secret go-to pub and restaurant in London. Home-cooked, rustic food from the heart if accompanied by a fabulous selection of beer, ales, spirits & wines, ranging from the more than palatable house to the finest of choices. If that's not enough to entice you, why not enjoy the company of the famous white-ruffed pub cat. This is the real London at its best.
The rudest polish bar maid in London. Attempted to turn every request into an issue. Stairs to the toilet are a death trap.will never set foot in the place again.
Great food and a cozy and attractive atmosphere it is one of my favorite london pubs, and probably the best I know of for food . I have found on several occasions that the service at can be kurt to the point of rudness, but even that shortcoming is almost forgivable given everything else the place has going for it.
The cat is still there??? The official furry concierge is a major talking point, after the food. This is REAL food, not mincing metrosexual. A real Londoner's hideaway. Take only the most discerning outsiders.
Introduced to this pub by my Dad. I'm not often in London, but as far as I'm concerned, The Seven Stars is the best there is. Blag a corner, read a book, have a pint and talk to the cat. But dont eat the nibbles on the bar, theyre cat biscuits...