"For all the tired moaning about East Londonification of things, now and then it really comes good. The Gun was an old boozer on Well Street that was spruced up a few years ago, and they’ve been doing excellent things ever since. The food is, as an old timer would say, a bit tarted-up—but the roasts are all the better for it. Bone marrow gravy or cheesy leeks add that little bit extra and the yorkshires are suitably gargantuan. If the weather’s good you can sit out on their terrace, drink beside you and tuck in. Because let’s face it, it’s always the right temperature for a roast." - Jake Missing
Aleksandra Boruch
