‘Un demi pinte Broadside’ cries the French barman, smartly attired in white shirt and black tie. The Bleeding Heart Tavern is what happens when Gallic bistro meets 18th-century British boozer. Pumps labelled Adnams and Guinness stand alongside bottles of Saint-Joseph and Pouilly Fuissé on the bar at this quaint City hybrid, while decently rendered pork and duck rillettes, mushroom velouté and bavette steak with red wine sauce share the billing with fish and chips, steak and ale pie or suckling pig with crackling and apple sauce in the smart basement dining room. Thanks to an extended licence, you can even have a hair of the dog with your early breakfast. Staff can err towards the frosty, but the red paintwork, brick walls and fireplace of this entrenched hostelry keep the atmosphere convivially warm.
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