Zigfrid, Hoxton - pub details
Address: 11 Hoxton Square, London, N1 6NU [map] [gmap]
Tel: 0871 951 1000 (ref 5480) - calls cost 10p per minute plus network extras
Old Street (0.3 miles), Shoreditch (0.6 miles), Liverpool Street (0.7 miles)
Old Street (0.4 miles), London Liverpool Street (0.6 miles), Moorgate (0.8 miles)
Pub facilities/features:
- Food served
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> Current user rating: 4.8/10 (rated by 33 users)
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user reviews of Zigfrid, Hoxton
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| While the decor is dreadful and the beer overpriced I had bigger issues here. Whilst being amused by patrons doing the usual lines of white powder in the cubicle of the men's toilet I was met with a rather cute little grey mouse. I personally have no issue with these creatures, in fact I am rather fond, but was quite disturbed as the premises serves food. When I pointed this out to the bar staff one went to investigate.When he came back,shrugged and said "I cannot see him". Glad they dealt with the matter so professionally. In general this is a dreadful pub, wannabe trendys, poor beer added to drugs and rodents.Certinly will not be back DecentpintofArthur - 1 Aug 2011 15:20 |
| What is the world coming to? The decor in here is dreadful. I must confess I wouldn't normally frequent a place like this but it was 4.30 in the afternoon and the missus said she fancied a G&T. A G&T + pint and some mingin' olives shouldn't cost nearly �15 quid but we are in Hoxton. The place was completely empty and light which meant we could sit and stare, aghast, at the monstrosities that clutter up the place. In an instant a lady with a clip board came over and asked angrily whether we had 'booked' the table. No? we hadn't? Is this a problem? I might have to ask you to move. Well, I said, we can do if you want. There was no one else in the place. One can only imagine what this place is like during the weekend. randompubgoer - 26 Sep 2010 21:20 |
| I always approach this area of London with a certain amount of trepidation and the name of this establishment was sending out a large warning so I was semi prepared for the fresh hell that awaited my friends and I. It was packed wall to wall with preening, coked up bell-ends. It appeared that the DJ was being paid to plug in his ipod as all I saw him do was dance like a self important prawn as he smirked at various texts he was receiving. When I was given the unenviable task of trying to get served I made it to the bar after 25 mins to be faced with an absolute car crash of a barman making 4 cocktails with the air of someone who truly believed they were creating something akin to an outstanding work of art. There seemed to be children employed to collect glasses. I was overlooked twice by other members of the bar staff in favour of some people who appeared to be holding (inexplicably) loyalty cards. I may well have been overlooked all night had I not been dragged out of there by my companions who were also near to tears at the tragedy of the place. After wading through a sea of tossers I finally made it to the pavement outside never to return. This place left me feeling cold, confused and angry. No ales but the Czech lager was ok. Joppa - 25 Jul 2010 03:33 |
| I always approach this area of London with a certain amount of trepidation and the name of this establishment was sending out a large warning so I was semi prepared for the fresh hell that awaited my friends and I. It was packed wall to wall with preening, coked up bell-ends. It appeared that the DJ was being paid to plug in his ipod as all I saw him do was dance like a self important prawn as he smirked at various texts he was receiving. When I was given the unenviable task of trying to get served I made it to the bar after 25 mins to be faced with an absolute car crash of a barman making 4 cocktails with the air of someone who truly believed they were creating something akin to an outstanding work of art. There seemed to be children employed to collect glasses. I was overlooked twice by other members of the bar staff in favour of some people who appeared to be holding (inexplicably) loyalty cards. I may well have been overlooked all night had I not been dragged out of there by my companions who were also near to tears at the tragedy of the place. After wading through a sea of tossers I finally made it to the pavement outside never to return. This place left me feeling cold, confused and angry. No ales but the Czech lager was ok. Joppa - 25 Jul 2010 03:30 |
| No ale. Only lager and watery (when I tried it) Guinness poured with a full Eastern European service culture experience. Punters were self-perceived hipsters and bohemian types. Bizarre pseudo surreal interior. JonRambo - 18 Apr 2010 09:21 |
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