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Hi

I've just moved from Dalston Hackney - I've got a few mates coming over to have a bite to eat in a local pub and watch the champions league final. They are a bit sceptical about south london - they are stupid spurs supporters - so want to take them somewhere decent for the night so they can't slag me off for moving south.

Any good suggestions people??

Juliet

charliecharlie Wrote:

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> bit late to suggest this... but take them to the

> Prince Albert or the Wishing Well and scare the

> fcuk out of them...

> that will improve your street cred no end...

>

> Hackney... my ar*se!

> Bunch of ol' has beens....


what is scary about those pubs?


the lack of wind-dried tuna on the menu?


Prince Albert is ace , and cheap too. (Disclaimer, I am not the landlord of the Prince Albert)

Jeremy Wrote:

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> The Albert's being done up, isn't it?



NOT being the landlord of said establishment, I wouldn't know ; )


EDIT : Is it? I've not been for a month or so. I hope they don't introduce new a menu featuring wind-dried tuna and halogen lighting : (

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