Coach & Horses

Can this be the same pub I used to stand outside clutching a packet of crisps and a glass of lemonade whilst my parents were inside having a knees up back in the mid thirties. When Dad was on his own he used to go in the spit and sawdust, but when Mum came with him they were in the saloon bar, pretty posh in there, had carpets on the floor, but all the drinks cost a penny more. We lived right next door in Corporation Bldgs, now demolished. On cold nights I remember crossing the road where the Mirror used to be printed, the heat from the presses used to come out the air vents and we always got a copy of the paper the night before it hit the streets. Bet they don’t have a spittoon in the corner now it’s gone all posh!

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I like this pub with a fair amount of strong feelings. I have found myself many times inside, enjoying a pint with friends or just getting some lunch. The scotch eggs are the real star here and are prepared really well, coming around for a delicious treat for my emptied belly by noon.

Plus side: biggish selection of ales in the barrel.
Down side: Expensive snacks, expensive wine, not the greatest service (can be spotty), large loud crowds that it’s hard to hear through.
A good place if you’re in the neighbourhood, but not necessarily one to go out of your way for.

Fresh and delicious British food. Although the service here is quick, but you should book a table before coming here, really crowed.
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The first time I had a scotch egg was at my work canteen. Needless to say, it was cold and tasted like cardboard. It even gave me a tummy ache actually.
Now I love dishes that have eggs in them. Determined to find myself a good scotch egg, I found myself at The Coach and Horses.
Charcuterie Board £10
Spiced potted venison with pickled beetroot, york ham with piccalilli
Bresaola with pickles, scotch quail egg with nettle pesto
My dinner companion and I settled on ordering the charcuterie board where I will still have my egg and he has more options than just eating an egg!
The little scotch egg had a nice crispy batter although it was a tad too salty.
Fish soup with sourdough and aioli £5.5
Gilthead bream with razor clams, sea vegetables, ratte potatoes and crab bisque£12
Buttermilk pudding with damson jam and doughnuts
Salted caramel truffle
What can I say about the rest of the dinner? Other than the salted caramel truffle, everything else was unmemorable. You will still have a nice dinner but don’t expect fireworks.

The first time I had a scotch egg was at my work canteen. Needless to say, it was cold and tasted like cardboard. It even gave me a tummy ache actually.
Now I love dishes that have eggs in them. Determined to find myself a good scotch egg, I found myself at The Coach and Horses.
Charcuterie Board £10
Spiced potted venison with pickled beetroot, york ham with piccalilli
Bresaola with pickles, scotch quail egg with nettle pesto
My dinner companion and I settled on ordering the charcuterie board where I will still have my egg and he has more options than just eating an egg!
The little scotch egg had a nice crispy batter although it was a tad too salty.
Fish soup with sourdough and aioli £5.5
Gilthead bream with razor clams, sea vegetables, ratte potatoes and crab bisque£12
What can I say about the rest of the dinner? Other than the salted caramel truffle, everything else was unmemorable. You will still have a nice dinner but don’t expect fireworks.

This pub is very much a gastro pub (they do always have a lovely smell, I will give them that) but at least it does seem to have one saloon bar area where the tables aren’t set, so drinking might be allowed, albeit fined heavily with penalties between 3.50 and 3.95 a pint!
I went for the cheapest, the Adnams which was a pretty nice pint all things considered.

The problem with Farringdon (where as you can tell by my reviews, I find myself in at least twice a week), is that everything shuts at the weekend. I’ve very nearly ended up in the Coach and Horses so many times, but something always gets in the way. These somethings tend to be the Gunmakers around the corner, and it being shut. BUT! We discovered that the opened for lunch on a Sunday and hot-​footed it there for my friend’s post-​birthday party roast dinner.
Well, that was the plan. Because I drank too much bourbon the night before, I changed my food order at the very last minute. No roast dinner for me! Oh no. A salad. A celeriac salad instead of Yorkshire puddings. I suck at Sunday food. Luckily, we also sampled one of the famed Scotch eggs and they were worth all the reviews below. FABULOUS. And my salad was incredibly tasty (despite it only being leaves and Stilton, which was a weird lunch choice, I’ll admit). I did sample the roast potatoes from my friend’s plate (nay, chopping board) and they were fantastic. Stupid hangover.
I like the pub, the staff are friendly, the bric a brac is fun. The maps of London from the mid-​19^th century are fantastic (Tower Bridge wasn’t even built then, the map looks weird without it). I didn’t feel the food was too pricey. I want more Scotch eggs.
The only thing that stops them getting five stars is them charging £3.95 for a pint of Landlord. Really rather unimpressed with that. I’ll go back, but I’ll go back for the food. I’m not paying £4 for a pint.

The Coach and Horses was, until recently, one of those places that I keep hearing great things about, but had never visited (despite having walked past literally hundreds of times).
Well today I finally made it in, for a spot of Sunday lunch. The Coach and Horses pride themselves on their food, and rightly so. Their famed scotch eggs were the best that I’ve ever tasted (perfectly runny yolk, crisp and spicy outside), and the roast pork (served on a chopping board, oddly) was flavoursome and well presented.
Food prices are not cheap, but not extortionate for ‘gastro-​pub’ fare. I was mildly shocked to pay £3.95 for a pint of Timothy Taylor Landlord, but it was at least very well kept.
Service was friendly, and the atmosphere was bright and relaxed. Highly recommended.

I love this pub. I have been twice now and both times had great food and great service. The menu changes often and always seems in season. Décor is unpretentious and old fashioned. I also like the fact that it sell Timothy Taylor beer, a favourite of mine.
I have not been since the head chef has changed but i’m sure it’s just as good. Definitely worth a visit if in Clerkenwell.

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Great boozer with fabulous food!
The Coach & Horses is one of the most celebrated of gastropubs in the pub and restaurant wonderland of Clerkenwell and with good reason! From gorgeously scrumptious Scotch eggs to some of the best steaks to be devoured in London, this classic and lovingly restored (without being tarted up) Victorian venue with its modern British menu more than holds its own among the locals including The Eagle (London’s first gastropub) and nearby restaurants such as St John.

Went here last night for a foodie pub quiz. What a cracking pub!
Gastro food done properly — really interesting selection at very good prices. (It’s half price food for quiz entrants!) They also have a few decent ales on — I remember two being Landlord and Adnams.
The pub quiz night was well run, with a foodie theme, including some amusing creative rounds and even a ketchup tasting. I was also pleased to walk away at the end of the night with a smoker. Yes, a smoker. But I didn’t take her home. I took the smoker home. Woodchip in a pan which goes on your stove to smoke the sh*t out of some meat. Didn’t even know one of these existed! But funnily enough just last week I was talking about needing one when I couldn’t buy any smoked mackerel in Hamburg. Not a problem anymore.
Entertaining, gastro food, good beer, friendly crowd and solid serve.
Oh and the scotch eggs are the best I’ve tasted. If you’re brave enough to try the whole deep fried pigs head please drop me a Qype message to tell me what it was like!

What a great little gem! I had no idea this pub was lurking just a street over from my bus route. This is why Qype events are so great – they call attention to places that should be on your radar.
From the time I stepped in for a pint and ordered some chips (with some yummy garlic aioli) to the time I met Henry, the world’s cutest chef, I was smitten.
The atmosphere is intoxicating (yeah yeah, har har) and the food on the plates that passed me looked delish. And while I cant speak for the things I saw (including some rarely seen cuts of meat, hello HEART?!!), I can say the Scotch eggs are worth a nibble. I’d also pull up a chair to the bar and order one of the charcuterie platters, filled with delicate slices of meats and amazing fresh breads.
Yum-​o!

I went to The Coach and Horses in Clerkenwell ready to discover whether my obsession with Scotch Egg’s was justified. I treated the (slightly random) Scotch egg masterclass as ‘Scotch Egg Unanimous’: an opportunity for me to come clean about my infatuation. I say ‘random’, that doesn’t actually apply to me.
In the summer an incident near Belfast involved my throwing a strop due to me being deprived of a 17p Scotch Egg (question: if an egg costs more than 17p– what is the meat made of?). However, I was able to talk of this tale and others, including the ‘gourmet’ Thai Red Curry’ Scotch egg that I given as a gift (from the nearby Whitecross Street Market). I also discussed the and learnt about the history of this great portable snack.
As I shared my tale’s of Scotch Egg’s and enjoyed one of the excellent real ale’s on tap I discovered that the room had many ‘scotch egg virgins’. Why were they here?!
They were here for a treat.
As chef Henry guided us through the process of making these snacks, even I, as a seasoned (no pun intended) scotch egg pro was shocked when he announced they should be served hot! Hot scotch eggs!
In disbelief, we continued to create some egg-​cellent (pun intended) pub snackage and washed it down with a friendly poured ale to accompany my masterpiece.
During the demo, Henry raised his disgust of chippy’s favourite ‘pickled eggs’, I was silent as the room agreed with their wrongness, however I need to find a pickled egg masterclass to deal with my cravings.
Qype, can you help?

I attended a Scotch egg making class at The Coach & Horses at Farringdon.
Scotch egg making class??? What? That sounds crrrraaazzzy said my friends. I said Hooray, I love porky goods
NB I am physically having to refrain myself from inserting as many egg related puns in this review!
Scotch eggs, a proper British institution arguably invented by Fortum and Masons in 1851. The scotch name came about because to ‘scotch’ something means to roll it in sausage meat and breadcrumbs and deep fry it.
Our lovely eggspert (sorry) teacher showed us how to make the Scotchy delights. His measurements were more like conjurer than cooking — ‘a bit of this, a dash of that.’ But this egg man knew his stuff and the mixture was a delicate balance of pork shoulder/​belly, mace, sage, cayenne pepper and shallots.
Then ensued Generation Game style copying, peppered with many porky/​meat innuendos (I think wearing the gloves made everyone feel a little kinky)
The results were eggscellent (can’t help it, sorry). A whole new eggsperience (I have no self restraint) to try these babies warm! And again with a runny centre!!! Hooray a success (if I do say so myself)!
And as a little post egg bonus a platter of hand cured charcuterie provided by the venue. Another success!
This is a cracking (last one i promise) venue and so worth a visit. Get yourself an scotch egg and a nice pint, how very lovely and very English.

I went to a brilliant Qype event at the Coach and Horses last night where head chef Henry Herbert showed a group of us how to make the Coach and Horses famous scotch eggs. If I don’t say so myself our eggs were a revelation, no more pre prepared cold motorway scotch eggs. These soft boiled babies had a deliciously seasoned porky wrapping and crispy breadcrumbed exterior. I think I am a convert.
Henry is an intuitive cook who doesn’t really use measurements in his recipes but I have tried to put an approximation of his brilliant scotch egg recipe on my blog:
— Enjoy!

The Scotch Egg masterclass was a great night out (thanks to Henry for the instruction, and Neil for organising!), but ultimately it will prove to be a «Bad Thing. Now that I’ve found the Coach and Horses and their fresh-​made scotch eggs, I know I’ll be dead by 45 thanks to arteries lined with fried breadcrumbs and flowing with glistening egg-​yolk
As for the pub itself, others have already done a better job lauding the British-​pub-​fare menu, so I’ll simply say this: On a cold, bleak Tuesday night when sensible people are at home, this place, tucked down a nondescript Farringdon side street, was full and the crowd positively buzzing. I’ll certainly be back to join them.

I was one of the lucky Qypers who was invited to attend the Scotch Egg Masterclass last night.
The Coach & Horses is a lovely gastropub with a great, welcoming atmosphere and a reassuringly short menu; you know that the food you order will be fresh.
They also make their own breads, cure their hams and salami on-​site, make their own ice cream and oh, did I mention the excellent wine list?
But we Qypers were at the C&H to be taught the secret craft of scotch egg making. The C&H’s very talented chef Henry talked us through the process of seasoning the mince, and how to properly wrap our soft-​cooked eggs and bread them.
After our (more or less) egg-​shaped Scotch eggs were lovingly cooked by Henry and devoured by hungry Qypers, we were treated to a selection of C&H’s excellent hams and salami.
Thanks to Neil for organising this evening and thus introducing us to this lovely gastropub; I will certainly go back to the Coach and Horses to try out their menu.

It’s my favourite pub in London and believe me, I’ve seen a few… It’s the perfect blend of gastro and pub, both aspects sitting happily side by side which, as Eamon says, is surely the point? I’d love the place for the atmosphere and staff alone (yeah, alright, and the charming owners, Giles). That they offer all of that, a cracking pint of Timothy Taylor’s and have a superb kitchen is delicious icing on an already good cake. The Scotch Eggs are works of art, the Herring Roes on Toast are damn near perfection — young chef Henry is a brilliant baker — but, having just reeled back from a night there, I think all now quiver in the shadow of Trotters on Toast which may well become my new benchmark for bar snacks everywhere. Mind you, I think I need to eat it another 10, 11 times before I make my final decision…
UPDATE…UPDATE… UPDATE…
The Coach & Horses was the scene for a thoroughly entertaining — and very hands on — event in January 2010: a Scotch Egg Masterclass.
Under the guidance of Henry Herbert, a group of QYPE-​users got a lesson in how to make this king of bar snacks. And then we got to make one ourselves.
More to the point, we also got to eat them and I’ve rarely heard so many contented murmurings in a small room.
A massive pat on the back to Henry for his time, to Giles and Col for helping us arrange such a thoroughly enjoyable (and educational) evening and to all the people who came along and joined in with the pork-​based jollity. It was a brilliant one — and there are photos on my profile to prove it…

Wine lists bore me senseless. Generally I’m the kind of girl that scans down a few pages until I see a name I recognise at a price that suits and that’s me sorted. If I had done this at the Coach and Horses though, I would have really missed out both in terms of fine, fine vino and hysterical descriptions. It’s not often you see a Shiraz described as ‘Come to Daddy’ or a Pinot Grigio as ‘second only to a good hot bath’. Clearly this ‘gastro’ doesn’t take itself too seriously and it’s all the better for it.
Some of the menu here is a bit daunting (pig’s head anyone?) but along side the more daring options are a few great staples. My boyfriend and I shared an Arbroath smokie salad to start and then I had the Sunday Roast and he the Fish and Chips. Everything was really, really delicious especially veg wise. If you’re planning to visit make sure you order a side of red cabbage or kale– sweetly satisfying! A special mention also has to be made for the Roast Beef– it’s notoriously hard to get a good roast in London but the Coach and Horses is definitely up there!
Although The Eagle is still my favourite gastro around I would definitely recommend the Coach and Horses too. The atmosphere is very relaxed and family friendly– babies seemed to be popping up from every corner! Prices are pretty standard for this end of town– far more expensive than you would get in one of the big chains but less than you would pay on the main Smithfields stretch. Take it from me, it’s well worth a visit!