The Scarborough Arms

You'll find yourself on a street that actually feels like somewhere, not some shopping precinct, when you push through the Scarborough's door. It's the kind of place where regulars have their spots, the landlord knows what you're drinking, and nobody's trying too hard. The bar's got that lived-in warmth you can't manufacture—wood, character, the sort of comfort that comes from decades of people just turning up and being themselves. It's proper Alverthorpe, which is to say it's genuine.