The Windmill in the City

You're walking down Tabernacle Street in the creative heartland between Old Street and Moorgate, and suddenly you're in a space that feels both relaxed and considered. The Windmill does that rare thing of being genuinely welcoming without trying too hard—wood beams, exposed brick, the kind of place where you can rock up solo for a pint or bring a group and actually hear each other talk. The kitchen takes its job seriously with changing seasonal menus that lean into British ingredients, proper charcuterie boards, and pies that justify the detour.