British gastropub with classic dishes, fireplace, and chandeliers
"This show-stopping pub on the King’s Road is glamorous on the eye and simply delightful when it comes to the British food served. The Cadogan Arms’ ham, egg, and chips is one of our top 10 pub meals. There’s pie, steak, and grilled fish, but whatever you do, make sure you get extra chips on the side—they’re excellent. There’s also an unmissable trifle which is a brilliant ‘80s dinner party throwback." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, sinead cranna
"This jaw-dropping pub serves quintessential British cosiness with the gliding confidence and sophistication of a Bridgerton dame. There’s an open fire, fish and chips, and deep armchairs that will swallow you whole after a third pint. But there are also stained glass windows behind the bar, rare bottles of £650 Bordeaux, and those snuggle-fest armchairs are upholstered in ivy velvet. However, you can get away with wearing your dad jeans while spending a lazy Sunday afternoon here." - heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna
"At The Cadogan Arms there’s an open fire, fish and chips on the menu, and deep armchairs that will swallow you whole after a third pint. But that plays it down. This golden, jaw-dropping Chelsea pub serves quintessential British cosiness with the gliding confidence and sophistication of a Downton Abbey dame. With rare bottles of Bordeaux and stained glass windows, this is a public house that’s truly fit for the King’s Road." - jake missing, rianne shlebak, sinead cranna, heidi lauth beasley
"“Sponge and jelly and whipped cream and tiny bits of strawberry make for a perfect dessert. Light, creamy, and very very pretty, there's a high likelihood that this delightful bowl will leave you in a sugar-induced reverie, dreaming of birthday parties past.” — Oliver Feldman, Senior Editor" - oliver feldman, heidi lauth beasley, jake missing, rianne shlebak
"All hail the scotch egg, may she reign over the Great British pub forever. Thanks to the sage in the pork filling and the supreme crunch factor of the batter, we have a particular soft spot for the scotch egg from The Cadogan Arms. A refurbished Chelsea pub with the gliding sophistication of a Julian Fellowes’ dame, this is the kind of place where you can escape the King’s Road and sit at the swish bar while nursing a pint and a couple of snacks. Turns out, eating an egg in a herby meat blanket beneath a chandelier is really quite the mood." - heidi lauth beasley