The Red Lion

You're walking down Chipping Barnet High Street and The Red Lion sits there like it's always owned the place—because honestly, it kind of has. It's the sort of pub where you can grab a proper meal without feeling like you've wandered into somewhere trying too hard, and where your mate from round the corner will definitely know someone at the bar. The food is straightforward, the kind that actually tastes like something, and the drinks list won't confuse you into an existential crisis. It's got that lived-in comfort of a place that's been pulling pints for decades and isn't about to stop now.