"Rarely without a crowd spilling all over Carlisle Street come 5pm, The Toucan is a Soho den that’s seen many a face lose a midweek afternoon to one Guinness too many. There’s memorabilia all over the walls, fraying posters, green tinsel, and Guinness paraphernalia everywhere you look. Upstairs can get a little sardine-like after everyone’s finished work, so we opt for the secluded basement." - jake missing
The Toucan
