Fox & Hounds

Very cute, quaint, and characterful pub tucked away on a quiet street. Definitely a charming place to pop into for a drink. However, the evening we went someone had 2 enormous hairy dogs there, seriously one of them must have been at least 10 – 12 stone if not more… once we got settled it we noticed it smelled like wet dog and they were pacing back and forth relentlessly. We got the impression they belonged to one of the owners or employees, since they were going into the back room. Dog hair everywhere. We had a very quick pint and left. If it wasn’t for the furry companions I would rate this place a 4 or 5. I love animals but in such a tiny place like this it’s a bit much, especially given their size.

Talk about a quaint and fun neighborhood pub! It is fun to see the locals of Chelsea in their element. It is small but cozy. Don’t expect to easily bring a party of 6 or more though, it’s not that kind of crowd. The drinks are good and relatively cheap. I got 5 drinks for under 21 pounds.
They stopped serving at 11pm on a Wednesday night but I am merely a visitor so I am not sure if that’s the norm there. Definitely a great spot for a local London veer and a cheery atmosphere.
~Carpe Diem~

Fairly typical Young’s pub with average ales. Could be lovely and a real part ofthe neighbourhood, but mostly just expensive and not very interesting.
It’s a shame, as it’s got bags of character just waiting for someone to give a toss about.

This tiny pub is tucked away in an area that borders Pimlico and Chelsea, and it’s the most adorable pub you’ll ever visit. Inside the space is trapped in time, and even the furniture seem like it would be worth something at the Antique Road Show accompanied with the vintage photos and memorabilia hanging on the walls. The ambiance is cozy and relaxed, no pretense, just a local pub where you can meet with your friends, no loud music, just pure good old fashioned drinking time. The service is really friendly and the prices very fair.

The Fox & Hounds was famous until 1998 as the last pub in London to have a ‘beer only’ licence; this throw-​back to the 1830 Beer Act meant it could only sell beers and wines (no spirits). The same landlady had run it for 30 years and it had a quirky but very loyal, mainly local, customer base — and had won numerous awards over the years as London’s best pub.
The pub was acquired in 1998 by Youngs, who vowed to keep its character, but of course got a full liquor licence, and to start with made a bit of a hash of things — less friendly, dull menu, that sort of thing.
Since then it has improved enormously, and whilst it is not what it was in the 1990’s, is again a small, cosy local boozer with real ale and loads of character, which offers food at lunchtimes and evenings (though I’ve not eaten here for a while).
The location ensures an extraordinarily varied mix of clientele, including wealthy Sloane types (Sloane Square is but a stone’s throw away), old-​fashioned Londoners and the devotees of stratospheric Anglo-​Catholicism in nearby St Mary Bourne Street (see separate entry). Somehow the mix seems to work. There are lots of loyal regulars, so some find it a little cliquey — though I have to say this has never bothered me.
Worth popping in, if you are in the area.