The Three Lions

Walk into The Three Lions on a Friday evening and you'll find exactly what a Bristol pub should be: honest, unpretentious, and packed with people who actually live round here. West Street in Bedminster's had its glow-up over the past few years, but this place refuses to get precious about it. You're getting solid pints, the kind of food that doesn't overcomplicate things, and a room full of regulars who've probably been coming here for years. It's the sort of pub where you can have a proper conversation without shouting over some lo-fi beats playing at volume eleven.