Is there a better way to catch up with a friend than nestled in the corner of a cosy pub with a glass of wine? Well, actually, yes there is, and that’s when the waiter is on his way over with steak and truffled parmesan fries. The Coachmakers Arms, the latest gastro-pub to join the Cubbitt House family, sits just a short stroll from bustling Bond Street, surrounded by those large white Marylebone facades that everyone stops to Instagram.
Just before Christmas I was treated to supper there and it was the perfect setting to catch up and trade presents with my friend, Chelsea. We arrived just after seven thirty pm to the cacophony of the after-work crowd’s festive cheer filling every nook and cranny. Upstairs, the dining room is calmer but the atmosphere equally as light. With wooden beams, cosy armchairs and the fragrant delights of the kitchen; the Coachmakers Arms is the epitome of quaint British pub culture. Something I’ve always struggled to explain to friends across the pond; it’s like enjoying a drink in a giant living room with all your friends.
On a sliding gastro-to-pub scale, the Coachmakers Arms sits firmly in the former camp with a menu ranging from Crown Prince Pumpkin with chestnut granola, ricotta dumplings and sage brown butter to White Park Beef Steak with roast garlic mash, kale and red wine jus. I ordered the latter (though I couldn’t resist swapping the mash for truffled fries) and was impressed with both the cut and quality of the steak as well as the kitchen’s ability to cook it conservatively; quite a relief for someone who orders ‘rare’. The jus was tasty but incredibly rich and perhaps a little overpowering, for such a flavoursome cut of meat a simple garlic butter would have likely worked wonders. To start, both the calamari and buratta were firm favourites and I wouldn’t hesitate to return just for those chips alone. In fact, I don’t think there’s anything more that I need in life than a hot bowl of truffle fries, a crisp glass of white wine and good company.
Service is attentive, if a little fussy and small touches such as linen napkins and a free standing ice bucket for the wine make The Coachmakers Arms a cut above the local revival gastro pubs. It’s the perfect place to meet after work, or to take your family for Sunday lunch; they serve three meals a day and I’m sure that it won’t be long before I return to make myself acquainted with The 72; a vaulted underground cocktail bar!
The Coachmakers Arms
88 Marylebone Lane, W1U 2PY
I dined complimentary of Cubitt House, all views and imagery are my own.