The Florence

Stop everything you're doing because The Florence in London is about to become your new favorite spot for literally every occasion that matters. This isn't just another London pub – it's that perfect mix of cozy neighborhood charm and "how is this place so cool?" energy that makes you want to cancel all your other plans.

Listen, I've just spent another epic evening at The Florence, and I'm still buzzing from what might be the best burger in South London. You know those places that feel like they were designed specifically for your friend group's chaos? This is it. The moment you walk in, you'll get that tingly feeling that says, "Yep, stories are about to be made."

The vibe here? Imagine if your coolest friend's living room merged with a proper British pub, then got a glow-up from someone with actually good taste. The Florence nails that sweet spot between "nice enough for a date" and "perfect for when the group chat explodes with weekend plans." The lighting is just dim enough to make everyone look like their Instagram filter, but bright enough that you can actually see the incredible food you're about to demolish.

SPEAKING OF FOOD. Oh. My. Days. Their double cheeseburger is what would happen if a Big Mac went to finishing school and came back speaking three languages. The special sauce? INSANE. And don't even get me started on their fish and chips – it's the kind of meal that makes you feel sorry for every other fish and chips you've ever eaten. They serve it with this curry sauce that I would honestly consider drinking straight if nobody was watching.

But here's the real tea about The Florence: it's got range. Like, serious range. Sunday roasts that'll make your mum jealous (their veggie roast is so good it converts carnivores). Bar snacks that turn "just one quick drink" into a three-hour flavor journey. And the drinks menu? chef's kiss Whether you're in for a casual pint or ready to explore their cocktail list, they've got you covered.

Dog people, LISTEN UP! Your four-legged bestie is totally welcome here. I've literally seen business meetings dissolve into puppy-petting sessions. It's that kind of place – where everyone starts as strangers and ends up sharing desserts with the next table over.

Let's talk strategy, because you'll want to plan this right. They take reservations (bless), which you'll definitely want for Sunday roast or if you're rolling deep with the squad. The sweet spot is grabbing a table around 6:30 – early enough to snag prime real estate, late enough to catch the evening buzz. And if there's a big game on? Get here early, because the atmosphere is ELECTRIC.

Pro tip: their sticky toffee pudding is what dessert dreams are made of. Don't be the person who's "too full" for it – future you will never forgive past you for that mistake. And the lemon polenta cake? It's the kind of dessert that makes you question everything you thought you knew about cake.

The Florence sits in this perfect pocket of London where everything just works. The staff treat you like you're a regular even if it's your first time in, and by the end of the night, you probably will be a regular because how could you not come back?

Look, I know London has about a million places to choose from, but The Florence hits different. It's that rare spot that actually lives up to the hype – and then some. Whether you're planning date night, group hangs, or just need somewhere to turn a regular Tuesday into a "remember when" story, this is your place.

Don't be the friend who has to hear about The Florence secondhand. Get yourself down here and see what all the fuss is about. Trust me, your future self will thank you for making this decision. And when you're here, raising a glass with your favorite people, watching the sunset through those big windows, you'll wonder why you ever went anywhere else.