In a city with a generous selection of excellent pubs, we'd somehow missed the Portland Arms. That's something we intend to make up for now. Close to the centre, but tucked away down a quiet street, this is an establishment that looks after its regulars while managing to welcome all comers. A Fuller's pub, it has three regular ales, with another pump given over to a guest. The only time we've sampled the food was from their barbecue in the rear garden, and that certainly passed the test. If we hadn't managed to squeeze a ketchup sachet over ourselves then we might have enjoyed it even more. There are live bands most Saturdays, an acoustic night on Sunday, and jazz takes centre stage one Thursday every month. The rest of the time the fairly traditional setting is perfect for a quiet pint. Of further note is the owner's Labradoodle Buster, who writes his own blog (maybe with some assistance) and has a penchant for barking at ladies who are, how can we say, mature. An injunction stops us from doing the same.
Reviewed by squirrel
04 Jun 2009