The Angel & Crown

Cozy Pub Delights with Genuine Hospitality

Nestled unobtrusively on Church Lane in the quaint locality of Richmond, a charming nook beloved by those with an appreciation for ivy-clad history, stands the Angel and Crown. This venerable Fuller's pub, a place weathered by four centuries of camaraderie and clinking glasses, lures you in with its promise of tradition wrapped in quickly cycling delight. Patronized by lifelong locals and serendipitous explorers alike, it offers a buoyant synthesis of bygone meetings over ale and novel spirited adventures. You'll find an expectant air of cheer laced with clinks of affordable pint glasses filled with perfectly conditioned suds — although these tend to be relativistically stout when compared to what's laid out elsewhere beyond Richmond's leafy confines.

As for the victuals, they aspire to match the amiability brooding from the welcoming bar team, with dishes as hearty as their exhaustive menu promises, albeit sometimes laboring under pretensions of a puff pastry that's simply posing. Rumor has it that, rather audaciously, merriment sees its zenith on open mic nights when exuberant voices fill the dim coziness, compelling even reticent dogs to tag along for the musical meddling and Brazilian delicacies that, intriguingly, orient from the English village valve of this tucked-away gem. Enshrined above all others is impeccable attendance, with hearty raconteurs like Ben and Liz roving about, each grin wide enough to reposition even the gravest omens of a Sunday roast that errs from the loftiest gravy dreams. A visit here isn’t just being fed; it’s indulging a perpetual plateful of local color and consideration — because try as they may with the gourmet side-line act or occasional parched wine perception, nobility clings staunchly here like history on believable bricks. — Penelope Savory