Purkins — Restaurant in London

It's quite a tiny place , well the smallest pub I have ever been in. Definitely a local pub quite old fashioned , well very like going back to the 70s . The bar lady was OK, I suppose , only takes cash , no credit card accepted , very odd . The mens toilet consisted of a lock up very shabby indeed. Carpet in bar area grey , and grubby . So not a gourmet pub , no food at all. Very strange. Rather like an Alice's in wonderland novel , but the pub itself gets smaller . Language at the bar was x rated. To fit in , you have to be local and hard as nuts. Very strange and disconcerting. But I did quite like it , I suppose when you get excepted then your see quite lovely people , behind the mask...

The friendliest pub i've ever been to in London! Not 5 minutes into entering the building the bartender and other patrons began chatting with us about the history of the pub and its regulars, immediately welcoming us to their little family. Everyone knows everyone and the environment feels so warm and familiar it's more akin to chatting with friends in your living room than strangers in a bar (For my fellow Boston residents it was like witnessing an episode of Cheers in real time). Can't...

Put it like this, I wouldn't go in Purkins fully suited and booted with your mate Sebastian to discuss your recent holiday in the South of France. It's not that kind of place. It's a real local with real locals and it wears its heart on its sleeve. I used to pop in on a Friday occasionally to take in their Happy Hour. Fascinating place and worth a look. Note: the description of 'wine bar' is...