The Portobello — Restaurant in Vilnius

The Portobello in Vilnius is.like a home.from home as far as.pubs go in Vilnius. It serves traditional British, well kept, Ales but in rustic old world surrounds. The entrance is by way of a old red telephone box, which is a nice touch and the room is a dark and slightly Hammer Horror style Inn. There is a mezzanine floor with a dart board, the main room has a big screen for football, the bar is to the left of the entrance in the L shaped room. There is a kitchen which serves bar snacks, chips burgers and sandwiches, the staff were courteous but not over friendly. The only downside was probably the toilets. If they are going for dingy, smelly conveniences then they have nailed it. This apart, the pub has a good atmosphere, is friendly and has a varied demographic and gender mix. I enjoyed my visits there and would recommend a visit to the...

As a place to go for beer it seemed okay, beer is expensive for the area but the glasses are a bit larger so prices are hard to compare. The decor was very little Britain, think bunting and portraits of the Queen.

The food on the other hand was a great disappointment. The "viciously spicy" chicken wings were very bland and didn't taste of anything (no paper napkins or cutlery were provided with the wings which was also a bit annoying). Next we had the beef burger, which for some reason had some curry mayo in the burger itself (if you're familiar with the 80s British classic/abomination of coronation chicken, it tasted like that). Not a combination I found particularly pleasant.

Overall, if you want a pub meal, don't come here there are much better meals for similar or cheaper...

Can’t give less than 1 star or I would.

I had heard that Portobello Bar served good Guinness so at 4:55pm today I walked through their OPEN gate into the courtyard at the rear. I asked the guy in the yard putting chairs out, which of the open doors I could see was the actual bar: no answer! I said excuse me and asked again, and without looking over was told they were closed. Ok, says I, what time do you open? Asked twice, no answer! So, by now I was unhappy, and said, “you know what fella don’t worry, I won’t come again, and by the way I live here, and I will tell others”. As I walked away, I heard, “whatever”. So here I am, telling other people! I will never want a Guinness that badly. Now in Spunka with friendly staff,...