From the street the Norfolk Arms is your typical London pub. A place where Charles Dickens might drink with Samuel Pepys. Mix and match benches and tables clutter the pavement where – rather than bewigged gentlemen – local business-types and shoppers refresh after a hard day at the coalface. Inside the traditional feel continues while a lively ambience and fresh paint keep the look free from old-man-and-dog territory. A new breed of gastropub, the Norfolk Arms has already gained critical acclaim, thanks in part to its novel ordering concept. Nevermind starters and mains, this is tapas-meets-home cooking, where you just keep ordering plates of food until you can scarf no more. Roast dinners, pates, scotch eggs and pork belly are joined by Mediterranean flavours throughout.
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