O'Neill's Leytonstone

Just what East London needed - another O'Neill's. As if the streets of Leytonstone weren't already paved with enough faux-Irish charm and questionably authentic pub grub. And yet, here I am, reluctantly admitting that O'Neill's Leytonstone has somehow managed to carve out its own peculiar niche in London's saturated pub scene. Trust me, I'm as surprised as you are.

Let's address the elephant in the room - yes, it's part of a chain, and yes, it's about as genuinely Irish as a leprechaun costume from Poundland. But while I arrived armed with a quiver full of cynical barbs, I found them increasingly difficult to deploy as the evening wore on. The pub manages to pull off that rare trick of being both predictable enough to be comfortable and surprising enough to keep you interested.

The space itself is a bit of a Jekyll and Hyde affair, which turns out to be more feature than bug. One side houses your traditional pub setup - dark wood, comfortable booths, and enough screens to keep the football crowd satisfied without turning the place into Sports Direct's waiting room. The other side transforms into something of a club space, complete with regular live music that ranges from surprisingly decent to entertainingly terrible. It's like getting two venues for the price of one, though whether that's a bonus or a warning depends entirely on your timing.

Speaking of timing, let's talk about that Guinness pour. I've seen enough badly-pulled pints in London to fill the Thames twice over, but the staff here actually seem to understand the sacred art of the two-part pour. It's a small detail, but one that speaks volumes about the general level of care behind the bar. The beer selection won't win any craft brewing awards, but it's solid, well-kept, and priced at that sweet spot where you can still justify "just one more" without having to remortgage your house.

The food menu reads like a greatest hits compilation of pub classics, and while it won't be winning any Michelin stars (shock horror), it delivers exactly what it promises. The mixed grill is a meat lover's fever dream, though it could use a bit more sauce innovation. Their Guinness brownie, however, is a genuine surprise - rich, dense, and actually worth saving room for, assuming you haven't already filled up on chips.

What really sets O'Neill's Leytonstone apart from its chain siblings is the staff. In a city where genuine warmth often feels as rare as an affordable rent, the team here manages to create an atmosphere that's actually welcoming. They remember faces, don't judge when you order that third plate of nachos, and somehow maintain their composure even during the Friday night chaos.

The outdoor seating area is another unexpected plus, especially for those summer evenings when London remembers it has a sun. It's not quite a beer garden - more like a beer patio - but it's well-maintained and actually pleasant enough to make you forget you're sitting next to a main road in E11.

For sports fans, this place is something of a haven. The multiple screens are positioned strategically enough that you can actually see the game without developing a neck condition, and the atmosphere during big matches is electric without descending into the kind of chaos that makes you fear for your pint's safety.

Parking is available, though it's paid (welcome to London), and the location right in the heart of Leytonstone means it's easily accessible by public transport. The Central line station is a short stumble away, which proves particularly convenient when you've convinced yourself that "one for the road" was a good idea.

Look, I came to O'Neill's Leytonstone ready to dismiss it as just another cookie-cutter pub chain outpost. Instead, I found myself returning multiple times, each visit chipping away at my carefully cultivated cynicism. It's not revolutionizing the London pub scene, but it's doing the basics right and throwing in enough extras to keep things interesting. Whether you're after a quiet pint, a rowdy match day experience, or a surprisingly decent night out in E11, you could do far worse than giving this place a chance. And trust me, coming from someone who makes a living being professionally unimpressed, that's about as glowing a recommendation as you're likely to get.