This mainstay English pub has reemerged in a space that oozes with family-run charm. Its fresh digs remain cozy and old school, with a dark wood bar, hanging lanterns and intimate booths. There’s still however a bit of Cali-cool in this cat—Londoners only wish they could dine year-round on the patio, which is surrounded by palm trees. Expats seeking the comforts of home will delight in the Scotch egg, encased in homemade sausage, fried golden brown and accompanied by Coleman's mustard. Steak and mushroom pie is textbook, chips are hand-cut and the Guinness is poured to perfection. Sticky toffee pudding makes for a subtly sweet finish. Despite the feline name, dogs are welcome here, with their own "doggie menu" offering treats like chicken jerky.