Portobello Tap

You're heading east along Portobello High Street, past the chip shops and charity shops, when you spot the understated frontage of this place. Inside, it's the kind of pub that feels like it's been there forever—dark wood, dimly lit, the sort of spot where regulars have their own stools and the staff know what you're drinking before you ask. The beer selection punches well above its weight for a neighbourhood boozer; they take their cask and craft seriously without the theatrics you'd find in town. This is where Portobello actually drinks, not where tourists go to pretend they're local.