Chain Bridge

You're heading out towards Swineshead Road where Boston starts to blend into the fens, and suddenly there's the Chain Bridge—the kind of place that feels like it's been here forever because it probably has. It's all dark wood, real ales on tap, and the sort of crowd that knows everyone's business in the best possible way. The menu's straightforward (think pies, fish and chips, Sunday roasts that don't mess about), and at ££ you're not paying London money for something genuinely good. This is where Bostonians come when they want to eat without the fuss.