Sweetings

Without a doubt worthy of the term ‘institution’ Sweetings has been around since before (and only just surviving) World War II, barely changing a thing since its opening in 1889. Packed wall to wall with ex-public school, pinstriped-suit wearing city boys of the old school variety, there isn’t a woman in sight. Sweetings harks back to the days when city bankers would take long alcohol-fueled lunches talking about how much money they had made and how much money they were going to make. Fish is what they serve and they don’t serve coffee. The brown bread and butter, steamed syrup sponge and baked jam roll qualify as upmarket school food, not something many restaurants want to boast but I can assure you it’s excellent. Our waiter, surely not a day under 80 years old only adds to the eccentric atmosphere making it well worth the visit.