We've included this pub as it was editorially chosen among the best in London for Sunday roasts.
It can be a tight squeeze in the Princess. The ground floor packs in too many tables, and an all-night game of 'scuse me' can ensue on Thursdays and Fridays — you're often best joining the smokers outside. Catch it when it's quiet, though, and the Princess can be a relaxing, even romantic candle-lit environment to linger over a glass of wine. The three ales on tap change weekly, and always offer something new and/or obscure. This is, first and foremost, a dining pub, however — much like its sister venues The Lady Ottoline, Smokehouse and the Pig and Butcher. You can eat downstairs (if you can get a table), or ascend the spiral staircase to a dedicated dining room. Londonist Towers is next door, so we regularly enjoy the waft of meaty smoke that emanates from the roof just before lunch.