Top gastropubs with Michelin stars

Ten gastropubs in Britain hold the honour of having been awarded with Michelin stars. Why not treat yourself this weekend by visiting one of our top five.

Masons Arms, Knowstone, Devon

Gaining a Michelin star in 2006, head chef Mark Dodson has created his own take on classic French and British dishes. The menu includes gaspachio with basil sorbet, roulade of Pork Belly with braised red cabbage & apple compote and aniseed parfait. You can enjoy the varied and adventurous food with one of their many international wines either in the restaurant or on the terrace.








Stagg Inn, Titley, Herefordshire

This was the first gastropub to win a Michelin star in 2001. Enjoy hearty and honest dining in the bar or restaurant whilst admiring the views of the Herefordshire countryside. The current menu includes seared scallops on cauliflower puree with cumin, cod fillet with samphire and a delicious-sounding vanilla cheesecake with baked peaches and amaretto ice cream.








Nut Tree Inn, Murcott, Oxfordshire

Bought in 2006 by Mike North, by 2009 the Nut Tree Inn was awarded a Michelin star. Set in a 15th century thatched building the menu is made up of exceptional modern British cuisine including pave of smoked Orkney salmon, Oxfordshire beef and Scottish halibut. Wash down your meal with one of their selection of real ales or fine wines.






Hand and Flowers, Marlow, Buckinghamshire

With a warm and welcoming atmosphere it is not surprising that the Hand and Flowers won it’s first Michelin star within a year of opening. The menu is a combination of British flavours and rustic French dishes including parsley soup with smoked eel, breast of poached chicken with pistachio crumble and english blueberry souffle.









Harwood Arms, Fulham, London

This is the only pub in London to receive a Michelin star, which was awarded in 2010. The Harwood Arms brings a rural charm to the centre of London with a menu comprised of British produce including Berkshire wood pigeon, braised english Longhorn veal and roast Aylesbury duck. It also boasts an extensive wine list and the finest British Ales and Bitters at the bar.

The beer mat show


The beermat. A banal part of every pub’s scenery, or a creative piece of art? Well, usually the former (along with salty pork scratchings and hanging baskets) but for one month only, in London’s Bun House, beer mats are being celebrated.

As many pubs close throughout the UK, it not only means that we are losing a central and vital part of the community but also the traditional objects associated with them. One such thing being the beermat, something to take home at the end of the night as a reminder of that amazing pub you stumbled across, or a handy substitute for paper when desperately trying to give someone your number.

At his latest exhibition, Cedar Lewisohn is inviting the punters to put their drink down on the artwork, and admire. Artists such as Ben Eine, Sarah Baker, Gavin Turk and Bob and Roberta Smith are showcasing their work. The exhibition has been commissioned to highlight the issue of pub closures throughout the UK, as well as a decline in their industries. It will be running from 29th July to 29 August at The Bun House, 96 Peckham high street.

So pop down, check it out and afterwards quench your thirst with a perfect pint in your local.

Here are our Use Your Local beer mats that were released in 2010 to encourage everyone to score their local.

A bitter blow for the British pub vying to be the world’s smallest

LONDON — British villagers who tried to create the world’s smallest pub by converting a disused red telephone box into an alehouse were served a bitter blow Monday when record-keepers barred their entry.

People in the village of Shepreth, eastern England, set up The Dog and Bone pub in the three-feet (90-centimetre) square ex-phone box for just one night, calling time when the only barrel serving drinkers ran dry.

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Our ten favourite pubs by the sea…

As the weekend approaches, we are all crossing our fingers for the sun to come out. Here are our top ten seaside pubs for some summer sipping.

The Ship Inn

Noss Mayo, Devon


The Master Builder’s

Buckler’s Hard, Hampshire




The Sportsman

Seasalter, Kent





The TY Coch Inn

Porthdinllaen, Wales




The Old Inn

Gairloch, Scotland




The Rising Sun

Lynmouth, Devon




Saltwater Brig

Co. Down, Northern Ireland




The Ship Inn

Elie, Fife




Spyglass Inn

Ventnor, Isle of White




White Horse

Brancaster Staithe, Norfolk


Pub Tales #1

Pub connoisseur John Porter recounts a night in his local pub, ‘Little Windsor’ in Sutton, Surrey…

I took a mate out for a couple of pints the other day to mark the occasion of his birthday.  I avoid the word ‘celebrate’ only because it was a significant birthday and he wasn’t exactly jumping for joy at the move into a new decade.

We picked a local pub to meet in rather that one in the town centre, mainly because it was end-of-exams week for school and colleges, and the high street was awash with excited young people flushed with the joys of life and anticipation of the future. They’ll learn, but it’s not the sort of thing you want when contemplating your mortality.

I won’t claim to be a regular in this particular pub. I was definitely in there the day the Task Force sailed for the Falklands, because I can still remember a bloke claiming to have a naval background explaining how the conflict would play out, using beermats and the salt and pepper shakers as visual aids.

I may have only been in a few time since, but the pub is close enough to home  that I was recognised by a few customers  at the bar, who were interested enough to seek my  views  on Martin Jol’s prospects as Fulham manager, and the chances of Britain ever producing a Wimbledon champion.

I’m pretty sure that neither I, my friend, nor anyone else on the pub said anything incisive or original  enough on either topic to be worth recording here. The point was, we had an interesting chat and my friend was able to put his woes aside long enough to get stuck into the debate.

Funnily enough, as we sat outside finishing our second pint, my son wandered past on his way to meet a few friends of his own in the aforementioned high street. He stopped to exchange a few words, but I formed the distinct impression he was keen to move on.  While he didn’t get home until some hours after me, I’m willing to bet the conversation at his pub wasn’t nearly as good as it was at mine.