The Three Wishes

Just what London needs - another pub with a whimsical name. The Three Wishes in London sounds like it was christened after a particularly spirited brainstorming session involving fairy tales and too many pints. And yet, against my better judgment and perpetual cynicism about London's endless parade of drinking establishments, I find myself reluctantly championing this place.

Let's address the elephant in the room - The Three Wishes isn't trying to reinvent the wheel. It's a pub. In London. Shocking, I know. But while the city drowns in establishments selling overpriced craft beers to people who can't tell IPA from alphabet soup, this place has somehow managed to maintain its soul.

The first thing that struck me - besides the surprisingly decent Guinness pour (a rare feat north of Dublin) - was the complete absence of pretension. No artisanal cocktail menu written in Sanskrit. No bartenders with more facial hair than sense. Just a proper pub doing proper pub things, which in today's London feels almost revolutionary.

Speaking of that Guinness - and I can't believe I'm about to commit this to print - it's actually worth crossing postcodes for. The kind of pint that makes you question whether you've somehow been teleported to Ireland while you weren't paying attention. They've clearly sold their souls to some dark beer deity to get it this right, and I'm not even mad about it.

The interior manages that delicate balance between "cozy" and "claustrophobic" that only British pubs seem capable of achieving. Dark wood features prominently, as it should, and there's enough nooks and crannies to hide from your boss, your ex, or your conscience, depending on your particular needs that day.

Live music makes an appearance occasionally, and unlike most London pubs where "live music" means some bloke murdering Ed Sheeran covers, The Three Wishes actually manages to book decent acts. I found myself tapping my foot along to a jazz quartet one evening, then promptly stopped when I realized I was enjoying myself too much.

The crowd is refreshingly mixed - a rare sight in London where most pubs seem to cater exclusively to either suited financial types or hipsters arguing about vinyl. Here you'll find everyone from local old-timers who remember when Brexit was just a twinkle in a politician's eye, to young professionals who haven't yet succumbed to craft beer snobbery.

For those interested in the practical matters (you sensible, boring people), they take cards - including contactless, because this is London and carrying cash is apparently now considered eccentric behavior. The staff actually acknowledge your existence when you approach the bar, which in London's service industry landscape practically qualifies as a miracle.

They've got sports on the telly when there's something worth watching, but mercifully, they haven't turned the place into one of those sports bars where you can't hear yourself think over the sound of six different matches playing simultaneously. The Three Wishes has somehow found that sweet spot between "showing the game" and "maintaining dignity."

The prices are... well, it's London, isn't it? But compared to the daylight robbery happening in some of the city's more fashionable establishments, you might actually leave with enough money for your night bus home. Or even a kebab, if you're feeling particularly optimistic about your life choices.

Let's be clear - The Three Wishes in London isn't going to win any awards for innovation. It's not trying to be the next big thing. It's not going to show up on any influencer's Instagram feed (thank god). But in a city where "authentic" has become a marketing term rather than a description, this place is actually managing to be exactly what it claims to be - a proper London pub.

So fine, I admit it. The Three Wishes has won me over, despite my best efforts to maintain my professional cynicism. If you're in London and in need of a pub that remembers what pubs are supposed to be, you could do far worse. And in this city, that's about as high praise as you're likely to get from me. Just don't all rush there at once - I've finally found my regular spot, and I'd like to keep it exactly as it is.