The Magpie — Restaurant in London

I think they are a bit racist. I saw a few comments saying a similar thing so I’m writing this out of disappointment of being racially profiled.

They asked for my physical ID (which I didn’t bring bcs I’d just recently experienced a pickpocket) and refused to give me a drink. This part is fine because it was my mistake of not to bring a physical ID.

However, the lady only asked for me and another non-white friend while we’re out with a bunch of colleagues who are white and some even younger than us (I’m 31 y.o and my other non-white friend is 27). Apparently we look “too young” to buy a drink. He showed his physical ID and paid for the rest of my friend's drinks. I initiated paying for my own drink because as a married woman, I don’t feel comfortable when a man pays for my drink despite it being merely a half pint of pale ale, then she asked me for my ID.

Once again, I don’t mind not being served since I didn’t have the physical ID with me, I understand the risk and since I don’t usually drink if it’s not for social event with my colleagues. But please treat everyone the same despite their race. What triggers me to do this review is because they replied to another comment to appreciate being judged looking younger than our age but just admit that the lady server is racially profiling the non white.

P.S: One of my colleague tried being nice and offered me to buy me a drink and despite telling them I’m ok even with no drink, they attempted it anyway because they know my actual age is way past the legal requirement (they were rejected by the lady obviously, but I don’t really care because I just came for a lovely early-evening social with...

The Magpie, tucked away near Liverpool Street, is one of those rare gems that makes you forget, for a moment, the chaos of London. It’s a reminder that amid the city’s relentless pace and overpriced cocktails, there still exist pubs that get it right. And The Magpie gets it very, very right.

Just a stone’s throw from Liverpool Street Station—meaning you can stumble out of a train and into this haven in minutes—it’s the kind of pub that makes you wish your commute was just a bit longer, just so you have an excuse to drop in more often.

The service? Fantastic. The staff here manage that impossible balance of being friendly without being overbearing. They pour your pint with a smile, as if they’re genuinely pleased to see you, and not just because they’re after a tip.

But the real magic happens when the office crowd descends after work. The vibe is electric, but not in a blaring, shout-over-your-pint kind of way. It’s lively, but comfortable, as if you’ve walked into the best sort of house party—one where everyone’s in a good mood, the drinks are flowing, and there’s not a pretentious soul in sight.

In a city full of distractions, The Magpie is a solid reason to make the trip into London worthwhile. Whether you’re after a quick drink before catching your train or you’re planning to settle in for the evening, this is the place that’ll have you looking at your watch, wondering where the time went. It’s a proper London pub, and you’d be...

I attended a Christmas lunch on Thursday 14th December at the Magpie. I have been to this pub a few times and always enjoyed the food, drink and the service in there. Elizabeth (I think that is her name) provides good service and a friendly welcome. We had a nice Christmas lunch and then what I can only describe as an irate little man came out of the kitchen and starting screaming at one of the customers! This seemed unprompted and the woman seemed visibly shaken and was crying. He then turned to Elizabeth and started screaming and shouting at her in front of everyone too. I believe she was also reduced to tears. After he had gone back to the kitchen we asked the woman if she was ok and what had happened and apparently she is a regular and only wanted some chips but he was too busy doing Christmas Dinners !! (we had already finished our food and there was no-one else waiting) I advised her to report him to the Manager – only to be informed that he IS the Manager. Really? Is that the kind of person you want representing your public houses. His behaviour was appalling and quite frankly unprofessional and it would certainly make me think twice about going back or recommending it to anyone! Him aside, the food and service...