The Elizabeth

Sometimes it’s worth travelling to a different part of London just to get what you’d expect every self-styled gourmet pub to be doing – but, sadly, isn’t. The Elizabeth, on the corner of Belgravia’s Ebury Street, is a true local ‘gastropub’ and it feels like a rare gem. But then, if you were to look to anyone to sort a menu it would beAnthony Demetre. Everything here is good, really good:go straight in with a rich Cumbrian beef tartare with ’nduja aioli and beef-dripping toast; switch it up with sweet, juicyspatchcocked chicken lacquered with Moroccan lemonand honey (order the great chips – Koffmann’s, of course);and finish with a decadently simple crème brûlée, all crunch and silky smooth vanilla deliciousness. They’re notreinventing the wheel; it’s not overcomplicated; it’s just good. More of that, please.

Words by Alex Mead. Photography by Steven Joyce.

This article was taken from the Christmas 2025 issue of Food and Travel. To subscribe today, click here.