Cock Tavern
Classic central London pub near Oxford Circus offering no-nonsense bitters, honest prices, and an authentic atmosphere. Dog-friendly with a hidden garden, serving perfectly kept pints for locals and weary shoppers.
About
Just what London needs - another pub with "Cock" in its name. The Cock Tavern near Oxford Circus joins the illustrious ranks of the Cock & Bull, Kilburn Cock, and roughly 437 other poultry-themed watering holes dotting this fair city. I approached with the enthusiasm of a wet Sunday afternoon.
And yet.
There's something undeniably charming about this place that makes me want to throat-punch myself for admitting it. Perhaps it's the way it steadfastly refuses to jump on the craft-beer-and-Edison-bulbs bandwagon that's infected every other pub within a stone's throw of Oxford Street. The Cock Tavern remains stubbornly, gloriously stuck in time, like that uncle who still wears clothes from 1992 but somehow pulls it off.
The interior hits you with that proper old-school pub atmosphere - all dark wood and worn carpets that have absorbed decades of spilled pints and conversations. It's the kind of place where the walls could tell stories, if they weren't too busy holding up centuries of tobacco stains (now thankfully preserved under layers of paint rather than actively accumulating).
Let's talk about the beer, shall we? In an age where every pub thinks it needs seventeen different IPAs with pun-based names, the Cock Tavern keeps it refreshingly simple. The bitter is actually bitter, not some hop-forward experiment gone wrong. And - I hate myself for saying this - it's consistently well-kept. The kind of pint that makes you realize why people have been drinking in London pubs since before America was a twinkle in Britain's colonial eye.
The prices are another pleasant surprise, especially considering its central London location. While nearby establishments charge the equivalent of a small mortgage for a pint and some nuts, the Cock Tavern's prices remain stubbornly reasonable. It's like finding a unicorn that also does your taxes.
What really gets me, though, is the staff. In a city where customer service often ranges from actively hostile to barely conscious, the team here displays an almost offensive level of competence and friendliness. The manager, Kim, runs the place with the efficiency of a German train schedule but the warmth of a proper pub landlady. It's disconcerting.
The crowd is a magnificent hodgepodge of locals, tourists who've stumbled in by accident, and office workers who've found their new favorite escape from open-plan hell. Sometimes it's quiet enough to hear yourself think, other times (especially post-6pm on Fridays) it's packed tighter than the Central Line at rush hour. Both scenarios somehow work.
They've got a beer garden out back, which in London terms means "more than two chairs in an area without a roof." But it's actually rather lovely when the weather decides to cooperate (approximately 3.5 days per year). The sharing platters they serve out there have no business being as good as they are at this price point.
Dog-friendly? Check. Card payments? Welcome to the 21st century, check. Good for groups? If you can find space, absolutely. They even take reservations, which in London pub terms is practically revolutionary.
Look, I didn't want to like the Cock Tavern. I really didn't. London has more pubs than pigeons, and most of them are about as special as a rainy Tuesday. But this place, this stubbornly authentic, surprisingly affordable establishment just off Oxford Street, has wormed its way into my cold, cynical heart like a persistent fungal infection.
So here's my reluctant recommendation: Next time you're in central London, fighting through the tourist hordes or recovering from a shopping trauma on Oxford Street, duck into the Cock Tavern. Order a pint, find a corner, and watch as it works its peculiar magic. Just don't blame me when you find yourself becoming a regular. I tried to warn you about its insidious charm.
And no, I can't believe I'm ending this review with a genuine endorsement either. What has this place done to me?
Contact Information
Address
27 Great Portland St, London W1W 8QE, UK
London, United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland (the)
Phone
+44 20 7631 5002Website
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