Context, Moorgate - pub details
Address: 14-18 Triton Court, Finsbury Square, London, EC2A 1BR [map] [gmap]
Tel: 020 7330 0929
Moorgate (0.3 miles), Old Street (0.3 miles), Liverpool Street (0.4 miles)
Moorgate (0.3 miles), London Liverpool Street (0.3 miles), Old Street (0.3 miles)
Pub facilities/features:
- Food served, Cocktails
- Outside seating, Late licence, Credit cards accepted, Function room for hire
NB: Information may be incomplete or out of date as this pub is not currently registered.
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other pubs nearby:
Prophet, Moorgate (0.0 miles), Sosho, Moorgate (0.0 miles), Master Gunner, Moorgate (0.1 miles), Windmill, Moorgate (0.1 miles), Heeltap and Bumper, Broadgate (0.1 miles) - see more nearby pubs
user reviews of Context, Moorgate
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| Should be renamed "Palais du Prats" - swerve it and try the Prophet over the road instead. random_ranger - 8 Nov 2007 12:31 |
| Rebranded to Thw Worship, still the same braying twats in suits mind. Still the same overpriced drinks too. Not three bad if you want to stay for a few late ones, but you'll feel it in the wallet. youknowyouloveit - 10 Apr 2007 14:57 |
| One of the glut of awful bars in the city has a pretentious one word title (see Digress, Alibi, Abacus, etc). As if removing the lighting from a room, hoiking the prices up to twice or 3 times what you'd expect at your local and sticking a pin in a random page in a dictionary to decide your bar's name will make it cool. And make sure your bar staff don't ever smile and that that they make it clear that serving you a drink is interrupting their valuable 'being achingly cool and beautiful' time. anonymous - 26 Jan 2007 13:01 |
| You get your change on a little chrome tray. With a receipt. People drink Budweiser from the bottle. Claire from accounts gets drunk and goes home without her shoes. Mark from HR gets hammered on WKD and is sick all down his Ciro Citterio suit on the last train from Liverpool Street to Shenfield. But he wakes up in Southend and has to take a £40 taxi ride home. Yep, It's that sort of place. Albert_Campion - 30 Dec 2005 00:22 |
| Unlike previous people, loved this pub. Was good alround. Nothing too much to moan about, good bar snacks, nice wine list and the beer flowed freely all night. Randy_Campbell - 14 Sep 2005 16:55 |
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