Gordon's is a mixture between Dante and paradise. Its entrance is so low-key as to make you wonder if they're in business: downstairs, a nicotine-coloured cavern plastered with ancient newspaper cuttings heaves with people. Further back, tables sit in old vaults so low you have to stoop to walk them. No beer here: just huge glasses of house wine costing pounds 2.35, all the sherries you could think of and a cracking Scotch egg. In the Summer, side doors let out onto Embankment Gardens, and local winos turn out to entertain the punters. Handy for the Strand, but it's almost unknown to leave before closing time. Open 11am-11pm; closed Saturday and Sunday.
Tomorrow: The ICA cafe
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