the world's end

the worlds end is a lovely cosy pub, halfway up the mile.

the bar tenders and staff are highly enthusiastic and know their whiskys very well and can give you very good advice and input on what to try.

they stop serving food around 8.45, so we just had some whisky and koppaberg mixed fruit cider.

but we lived the ambiance and feel, which was why we sat down for a drink, even though we were quite hungry .

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while on edinburgh my partner and i stopped at the worlds end bar because why not. we loved the history the pub holds and while the pub is quite small it is decorated beautifully and timely for its history. the bartender was very helpful in making sure our drinks were always full before we could empty them. we will be back for another drink and maybe some food.

so, so delicious. we went back the night after because it was so good, and had another incredible meal. the server was super nice, and chatted with us a bit and made the meal more fun and enjoyable. will definitely come back here the next visit to edinburgh.

when you go inside this pub you'll get a feeling that you've come inside a pub which is in the 1800's. the ambience is awesome. the seating is fine. the staff is polite and friendly.
we ordered a bud and local strut which was bitter but good.
we went during the fifa wc 2018 england vs croatia semi final match and we had people from all parts of the world.
there was an italian fellow who was just praying for croatia to win, there were french, american, norwegian, dutch, few brits and just two indians.
everyone wanted croatia to win expect the brits.
the atmosphere was crazy. people abusing.. just insane.
the bartender was gunning for croatia as well. and he was talking about free beer on the house if croatia wins.
in the end we all know croatia won, the brits just paid & vanished and everyone started jumping & dancing.
such a great experience.

well we kept the best for the last. yesterday we went to this famous place to have their immensely famous fish and chips .....and we were not disappointed. for last 3 days i ate around lot of fish and chips here and there whenever i was hungry. but the dish at the world's end is mind blowing. staffs are friendly and so is the atmosphere . i fell in love with edinburgh and will come back again but this time during summer 😜. special me tion to their world's end in-house beer...i loved it although not a beer person 🙃.

decent feed and a good size for what i paid, the fish was cooked to perfection and the atmosphere was good , the only down point was that they were so busy and i had to sit in the bar to eat rather than sit in the restaraunt and had to wait a fair while for my food.

went here 3-4 times and usually the foods were great. but unfortunately, during my last visit, the fish and chips that i and my friend ordered was not good compared to other fish and chips i tried in scotland, despite their reputation for serving an award-winning fish and chips. but the other menu that i tried before were pretty nice, including haggis pie, macaroni and cheese, and steak pie.

very hard to find a table here . this is one of the most famous places to eat in edinburgh.
it was the second day for me in this city and i wanted to ear authentic british food . so i ordered the famous "fish and chips" here .believe me i wasn't disappointed at all. the staff were very helpful in suggesting food for my veg eating friends. a large variety of beverages to choose from as well. you can also take away t-shirts as memorabilia

so, it feels like you're eating in a camper van and the kitchen is tinier than your loo. mixed reviews on the food, hubby hated his fish and chips while my grilled salmon was sublime! pimms was good, beer can't be bad so all in all, good!

the world’s end is a characterful little pub in the corner of the high street and st mary’s street. i’ve visited for drinks at various points down the years, but i don’t think i’d previously eaten there until today. having just collected my mother, anne, from waverley train station we were both in need of a late lunchtime feed, so hearty pub grub seemed a good choice.

sometimes i really miss walking down by the old town, feeling a little bit cold and stop by at the world's end for a nice evening. 
i only ate fish & chips here, and cranachan as a dessert, both was so delicious. 

this place was also the first place that i met koppaberg

feels like an authentic scotish pub, unfortunately the only haggis they had on the menu was a battered version...but was still quite good. the pub has a warm atmosphere but is a bit cramped. it's a pub worth visiting in the old town nonetheless.

while i thought the chips were fairly standard, their piece of crispy crunchy battered fish may not only be the best on the royal mile, but the best i’ve tried to date!

prince gastronome. i know what you’re thinking.

no, this is not the location which inspired the film.

there are in actually at least three pubs called the world’s end in the uk (probably more). they’re not a franchise from what i can tell—i guess it’s something people in the uk just do. it sure feels like a franchise given the amount of memorabilia sold inside, reminiscent of hard rock cafes and planet hollywoods. it is claimed that the world’s end is a landmark. it sure tries to make that argument.

i found myself wandering the royal mile for most of this november afternoon, stumbling past the titled pub late in the afternoon. i hadn’t planned on a pub to be honest, but one look at the name convinced me. inside, tables are packed tighter than chickens in an industrial farm. pictures, books, plaques, and statuettes pack the walls to such a degree, they spill onto the ceilings (t-shirts are actually stapled to the ceiling). chalkboards are scattered about with various specials. this felt like a hoarder’s open house.

like a complete gastronomic philistine, i failed to fill my role of a pub patron and just asked for a coke.

the world’s end is considered a tourist attraction strategically and iconically (it’s a word) located at the junction of st mary’s and high street, marking the outer rim of edinburgh back in the sixteenth century. to those that lived in the city back then, the outer wall of edinburgh marked the end of their world. in that, one can assume the world’s end can own some metaphorical claim to the name. it makes me wonder if any of the other similarly named pubs can make such a connection.

the more i read up on the history of the pub, the more i came to believe it earned its reputation as a landmark. and if you don’t care about that, they still have wifi. when it came to the food, i’m surprised how productive they are considering that their kitchen looked about the size of a broom closet. given that, i still received my dish in a timely fashion. of course, being a proper pub, the menu was jammed with sandwiches and pasta with a headline reserved for fish and chips. i was instantly hooked on their “haggis, neeps, and tatties”—locally caught macsween’s haggis served with creamy mashed potatoes and bashed neeps (turnips). the delivered plate was simple and delectable. the prices are a little on the expensive side mind you, an obvious inflation for eating at a tourist hot-spot. there also isn’t a lot of variety, which i wouldn’t normally complain about except that only four options on the general menu offers a vegetarian variation. and if you think i’m talking about the salads, you’d be wrong—those all have meat on them. remember this is scotland—their traditional breakfast is five types of meat.

i was asked if i wanted their signature whisky cream sauce and by reflex i said yes. this dish as prepared felt more suited for a proper restaurant, so i appreciated the attention to detail. it also felt properly scottish, though i won’t claim it was authentic in any way on the off chance i get lynched by manic clansmen and beaten to a pulp with bagpipe chanter reeds (that happens, doesn’t it?). all i am saying is that of the twenty six or so options on the main menu, all but six would never been found on a menu in north america.

let’s put things into perspective for a moment; if the worlds end was transplanted brick by brick, word for word to my home town, it would instantly be my favorite pub by such a degree, it would reside in the tallest tower with second place reduced to begging for crumbs and sleeping in the slop drain. however, if such a pub were to be “translated” to canada, it would be larger and hopefully not be plastered with so many self-serving product advertisements. on the other hand, a canadian pub would be a shill for a dozen different brands of alcoholic cooler. take the good with the bad and i would see about the world’s end a thousand times before welcoming a new dawn inside a canadian pub.

food: 4/5
service: 3/5
presentation: 3.5/5
value: 4/5
recommendation: 3.75/5

for cozy pubs, it’s hard to beat the world’s end