I make no apologies that my One Good Reason feature is rapidly becoming a there are loads of reasons to go to [x], but a particularly good one is [y] thing; I pre-empted that in the first post.
No surprises, then, that the latter statement rings true for this post too – there really are loads of good reasons to drink or eat or drink and eat in the Drapers Arms. Not least great food, great beer, great wine, great service, and a great atmosphere. Happy days.
What I am singling out, though, is Sunday lunch.
Of course these days there are a fair few places cooking decent food on a Sunday. But there is still a lot of dross out there. Which is so disappointing. Importantly, the Drapers Arms not only nails the food every time, it also gets the homely thing bang on too (save for the arguments over the washing up). And if knowing as soon you walk in the door of a pub that your Sunday lunch with friends and / or family will be plentiful, delicious, communal, warming and fun isn’t One Good Reason to eat out on the day of rest, then I don’t know what is.
It is always mighty busy there, yet each table is its own contented and chatty island. That’s a sign of food, situation and service coming together nicely; which is easier said than done.
The changing menu never fails to be varied and tempting, but it is surely the roasts to share that create the particularly happy and unified vibe. Foreribs of beef for 2/3 always draw gasps and envious glances, as do whole chickens and massive pies. I’m rather partial to their shoulder of Elwy lamb, though – good for groups of 5/6. With all the trimmings, of course.
Where
www.thedrapersarms.com – 44 Barnsbury St, N1 1ER – 020 7619 0348
What
Sundays. Best to book in advance.
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Must try the Drapers. Have always loved The Marksman for a roast on a sunday.
It is a lovely place. I went there for a sunday roast on my birthday and had the rib of beef. It was unbeleivably delicious, but slightly let down by terrible yorkshire puddings. They looked great but were like dense bread rolls! Obviously that didn’t stop me eating the amazing beef and roasties until my stomach hurt…