Starbank Inn — Restaurant in City of Edinburgh

I decided to write this review just to provide an answer to a couple of ignorants that decided to moan in a Google review about the fact that their underage kids were not allowed in the pub. Kids are not allowed in pubs And that's the law. Now if a pub serves food then it has a licence with limitations of course. Kids can be allowed in family meals in designated areas of the premises. For the gentleman with the 18 year old daughters. Have you ever heard about the challenge 25? Your daughters may were in the right age but they did not carry their proof of id. Why don't you use your common sense. Which business would not like your money and prefer to loose pounds? It's the law! If an authority would step in the pub with your daughters there they would ask for identification and since they would fail to present one the pub would even risk to loose it's licence and get severely fined. Same applies to the lady that wanted to get a 6 year old in a pub. Starbank is a pub madam. It serves alcohol. That's it's main purpose. It has a menu and it serves coffee and deserts. That does not make it a patisserie or McDonald's where you would get a 6 year old. It is not even a restaurant. Not any place that serves food is a restaurant with the relevant licence. And as a guardian of a 6 year old I am really surprised that you felt that disappointed of the fact that your wee one would not have a pudding surrounded by men and women consuming alcohol and engaging in a...

So as my son was celebrating his 12th birthday we decided to go to this pub for a meal and watch the England vs Switzerland match over the weekend . We was asked have we booked a table . As we didn't we was worried. Anyway the manager asked are you dining with us tonight we said yes please . She asked are we drinking alcohol and did we want to watch the football we again said yes please . She seated us and our orders taken . Not a problem. As my son finished his meal the manager said she couldn't serve us alcohol anymore as our child had stopped eating . So we ordered desert and got served from another member of staff . The manger then came back over and asked us about the drinks . We said another staff member served us as my son had ordered desert . She wasn't happy . Couple of minutes just before my son had finished his desert the manager harassed us with questions about when are we leaving, have we finished our drinks . Even tho clearly you could see we still had our drinks full on the table . 40 minutes into the first half she comes over again without asking picks up my son coca cola drink sticks her nose inside the glass and sniffs it . My family was in shock . Never witnessed anything in my life . She just says just checking. Didn't know what to say to her . Absolutely shocking behaviour from a owner of a public house . Never going again and warn people if you have kids do not visit for...

Very traditional and sprawling pub. We came for a euro cup match, so perhaps it's different other times, but it was buzzing. Lots of loud people cheering. Impatient bar staff, who you could barely hear or them hear you over the din and seemed to get annoyed at you if you didn't scream at them.

The food was... interesting. Nothing to write home about. Just typical pub fare. Except the so-called Eton Mess. It was like a plate of pink vomit? It tasted fine, but the texture and consistency were unappealing. And on a plate? I'm sorry. It was really unappealing.

And they really kept rushing me to finish the food because the cook was going home? Okay, and? So, give me a takeaway box and let me keep eating. I've never been so pressed to finish eating, especially at a pub that is going to be open for hours yet. Eventually, I just told them to throw it out then. I wasn't done eating but I was sick of them constantly pestering me to finish my food. It was just weird. We were all still ordering drinks and watching the match which still had so much time left, so it was pretty irritating to be rushed like that.

The servers were all very nice though other than...