My buddy and I stopped here to kill some time. We had a pint and I being an American, had a cheap laugh at the name.
We ordered our drinks at the wooden bar, but ended up enjoying them outside on the corner, as it was just so hot and humid inside.
Great old pub with friendly bartenders. Perfect for a pint or two or three with friends.
I had the chicken breast salad in the restaurant, it was very nice quality and size. Our waiter was a funny chap and the service was excellent.
Perfect spot for a post-work drinks session in the city, having unusual beer in a warm atmosphere. I particularly like the little shaks where you can sit a few people ;)
Came here twice since Brick Lane was nearby. Awesome location--right across the Liverpool station! (Dec. 2012)
First we came here because we were hungry and it was right there. Ordered some sandwiches and it was okay. Of course, we got some Strongbow ciders. We didn't expect it to be sooo empty that night (we went up to the 2nd floor of the pub) but glad to have the full attention of the bartender who was nice enough to chat with us (he chatted a lil to my bf and said that he's been in California and New York but not in Chicago yet).
We came back to this pub on our last night in London and tried their winter beers (I think I got the Young's brown ale? not sure since I easily forget). Nice lighting, good atmosphere.
Overall, I would love to come back to this pub someday and have some sandwiches and great-tasting beers again.
This is a fantastic old pub named after the ironmonger that had a shop in Leadenhall. The feast was laid out in his shop in preparation for the wedding the next day, but his intended died that night. Richard the ironmonger never got over it and from then on, he never washed, nor cleaned nor dusted again. His only real friends were the cats that kept him company and when they eventually died, he left them where they lay. People would come from miles around to see and smell the old eccentric and when he died the owners of the wine hall on Bishopsgate bought the contents of his shop and renamed the place Dirty Dick's after the nickname of the then quite famous man and kept up the tradition of not cleaning, nor dusting, nor moving the dried out cat corpses from the shelves where they were first put down. Until some health and safety busybody went and ruined it some time in the 1970s.
The dead cats are still there if you venture down into the vaulted cellars and look into the glass cabinets, but now the place is spic and span in a very old characterful pub kind of way. It's a Youngs house with the usual beers, very busy on the ground floor, generally much quieter upstairs and a good place to meet up after work only being a stones throw from Liverpool Street station. It's one of the better pubs in the area, if not the best, but you can nearly allways get a seat upstairs and it is reliable and I recommend it. I am actually shocked that I haven't previously Yelped it as I've been coming here for years, or maybe my old review has been archived off somewhere.
I visited this pub on recommendation of a friend in Peterborough and I was NOT disappointed! One of the coolest pubs I've visited in London, and it's called DIRTY DICKS (SNICKER SNICKER, not to be confused with Dick's Cabaret in Phoenix. However "Dirty Dicks" if opened in Phoenix could be the "Band Aids" to Dick's Cabaret's "Hi-Liter".......I know that only two people in Phoenix will get what this means but what the hell?)
Very cool traditional pub decor with a lot of good-natured young to middle-aged suits popping in for a pint or two (or three or four) and a good time after work. I was the unassuming American just popping in for a Bombardier or two (or five) and I had a great time chatting with the locals who were very friendly. I would have stayed all night had I not had scenester places to hit in Leicester Square on my last night in London
I wish I had a pub like this in Phoenix. If you go to Dirty Dicks and DON'T have a good time you, my friend have something wrong with you. I think I will live here next time I'm in London!
At least I can cross "grab a drink at a traditional english pub" off my list of things to do. This pub off bishop's gate is quite legitimate. The original (I asked) interior is reminiscent of old britain, with dark wood beams and aged barrels. They do serve more than beer; in fact, their wine list is extensive and they have many types of liquor. It was much cleaner than the name suggests, but it still lacked gender diversity.
Before you go (to any pub), check out this guide to pub etiquette: sirc.org/publik/pub.html.
Really good pub - really terrible name!
I was here for a gig and definitely one of the better venues for open mics - especially free shows. It's on every Wed night.
Great pub. Always great beers. I go here some Fridays with the lads. Can be a little full of city types, but that dies off by about 9-ish.
Not ever eaten there, but looks tasty on other peoples plates.
So you are faced with a seven hour layover at the Liverpool Street train station, and it is your first time ever in London (or overseas, for that matter). What should be the first thing done? Find the closest pub, of course!
We found this place by walking out of the train station, looking straight ahead, and crossing the street. It is that convienent. They were gearing up for their 250 year anniversary when we got there. Let that sink in for a moment, 250 years! The United States as a country isn't even that old! It blew my mind. So they had a 250 year celebatory ale they had specially brewed, and that is what we drank during our time here. They probably had at least 10 beers of tap, making for a good selection, in addition to a fully stocked bar of liquor.
To go along with our delicious pub beers, we also decided to try out their food menu. I only went for the soup, knowing I had a full meal to look forward to in a couple of hours. I want to say it was a tomato bisque, which was enjoyable and had subtle differences than what I am used to in the states. Naturally, my lady ordered the fish and chips (we were in a English pub, after all) and her father had a burger. Both were satisfied with their food, and there was actually a small amount of leftovers that we wrapped up and took on the train.
Stop #8 - Liverpool St
You gotta love that this place proudly displays its name via neon sign just to make sure everyone knows what you are about to walk into. And without fail, every single time I bring someone new here, they insist on taking a picture outside with a look of embarrassment/horror. Come on folks, we know that you really are just uber excited to go inside.
Inside, it's just a pub. You would kind of expect something themed or raunchy but you get a clean albeit small drinking establishment. However, when asked, the bartenders will happily work up a dirty shot of your choosing so you can punish the appropriate person for rocking up a third of the way through the crawl! So there are some dirty bits after all.
Not much seating area, but plenty of tables to stand around although it was only about 3ish on Saturday afternoon. Key benefit for you crawlers is that there is a KFC right next door and a host of food places at Liverpool St station opposite. Get some food in you to absorb the booze!
Drink of choice: Shots! Go hard or go home!
Now Dirty Dicks isn't my usual vibe, but I must say the couple of times I've been in it's been OK. Usually packed with suits after work, the staff are always nice and the beer is cold.
A word of warning: one late Friday evening I popped in to use the loo and found myself surrounded by a group of office workers singing Geri Halliwell's 'It's Raining Men' at the top of their lungs. I'm still having nightmares (and therapy).
As city pubs you could do a lot worse. It looks like a nice old boozer and serves up some ales to go with the wines and the lagers. It is a bit of a shame about how busy it gets and about the clientele (one of the bailed-out banks were having a private party upstairsmaking good use of the taxpayers money) but that's hard to avoid round this part of town.
Also, rarely for a city drinking hole, the place has some serious history, dating back to the mid 18th century! (I once met someone in Devon who had lived in London 50 years ago who remembered it fondlyapparently it really did used to be 'dirty')
Handy for Liverpool Street Station.
very close to Liverpool street. charming old school decor. ehh hard to judge this place. i wouldnt start the night here but its the kinda place you could drop by on the way to another cooler bar.
Had a Sunday roast and it was pretty good. They had a selection of beef, pork or chicken, me and the wifey both had chicken. There is the bar downstairs and then a place to eat upstairs. Menu has standard pub stuff and then there was a daily menu for other items which had a good selection.
The name alone should warrant a visit but the food was pretty darn good. Cozy pub!
My parents and I often went to Dirty Dicks, after a Sunday stroll, for a quiet drink. It has lost its character now but this is the history.
Dirty Dick's was established in 1745 and is steeped in history; it is thought that its namesake was Dicken's inspiration for Miss Haversham.
Ironmonger Nathaniel Bentley owned his shop in Leadenhall Street, Bishops Gate.
On the eve of his wedding, tragedy struck and his bride to be died. He was so distraught that he locked up the room in which he had prepared the wedding feast, never to enter it again.
A broken man, he neither washed or changed his clothes and he had been a dandy. When his cats died he just left them where they fell.
The English love an eccentric and his notoriety meant his business flourished.
When Nathaniel retired in 1804, the landlord of the Old Port Wine Shop in Bishopsgate bought the contents lock, stock and dead cats where he put them on display at 'Dirty Dick's'.
The pub that perpetuates the name and legend was described thus in 1866: A small public house or rather a tap of a wholesale wine and spirit business...a warehouse or barn without floorboards; a low ceiling, with cobwebs festoons dangling from the black rafters; a pewter, bar battered and dirty, floating with beer, numberless gas pipes tied anyhow along the struts and posts to conduct the spirits from the barrels to the taps; sample phials and labelled bottles of wine and spirits on shelves- everything covered with virgin dust and cobwebs.
In 1870 the pub was rebuilt from ground level, the wine vaults are part of the original building. The 'dirty' contents were carefully relocated in the new pub.
Sadly it was decided in the mid nineteen-eighties that a clean up was in order and the dirty artefacts were cleared away. For years it kept the cobwebs, dead cats and other disgusting things in the cellar bar, but these have now been tidied into a glass display case.spoilt the fun really.
Young's cask ales as well as Wells Bombardier and a selection of lagers and speciality beers plus extensive wine list.
I went here once for a friend's birthday drinks - it gets three stars and an extra star for the surprise factor - it is actually much cosier than one would suspect from a pub that is on Bishopsgate and so close to Liverpool Street Station.
I would be happy to go back.
My friends and I, went in here because we were curious about the name!
I think we have a photo somewhere of the front of it!
it was a really nice little pub! we stayed for quite a few!
It did'nt feel like we were in London, its very warm and homely with candles and quiet music and that old pub feel.
But the drinks are pricey for the likes of students like me,
i remember my first drink being a double malibu and lemonade was around the £8 mark!
i would go back again it was very nice but would'nt make it my local.
Open Mic comedy nights are the new thing here
I think that if you're knockiing around in London by yourself and fancy a lift
then what could be nicer than a superb night of comedy
Doors open at 7pm
Worth phoning to confirm it's on though
Great feeling to laugh with people
Dirty dicks is my local in every sense of the word. Paddyman lives just down the road and often despairs at the lack of a decent boozer in the area to fester in. Dirty dicks is a rare oasis of pub-tranquility in a sea of off putting city watering holes. Split into three levels, Paddyman's inside tip is to head upstairs to be sure of getting a seat. Always busy and usually the entrance is obscured by those getting a fresh breath and a cigarette at the same time - don't let that put you off. The landlord is obviously a sly dog and usually employs attractive European girls all of whom seem hugely cheerful, so he must be doing something right!
The usual range of beverages apply (although I'm a guinness and cider man myself) and prices are pretty reasonable for the area, being, if I recall rightly, around 3.20 for a pint of guinness. Clientele are a mixture of the city worker to normal people, loud and quiet. The middle section is usually the busiest and it's best to head upstairs or downstairs.
Paddyman's summary...? The best pub in the area for seating, atmosphere, size and clientele. The best of a bad bunch, it has to be said.
What a wonderful pub. Reading the website 'history' section helps set the context for what is an excellent pub experience. There are dozens, perhaps hundreds, of pubs in London, but this one has some real character. Look around at the architecture, the old wood beams, the glass case full of old curiosities.
I didn't try the food, so I can't comment on that, but the bar staff was very helpful and the seats were comfortable, and frankly, I was drunk, so life was good. Go to Dick's, you'll love it.
Expensive drinks. But, if you consider it's location and the cost in all the other Liverpool pubs it's about average. Don't expect more than a £2 coin in change from a tenner if you order a couple of pints.
Been to a few events downstairs, each has been really good, a great blend of people - not too "city".
Food ok, although again it ain't cheap it's Liverpool street average.
Happy to call in when mates are going there, probably wouldn't be my first choice out after work but there are so many boozers in Liverpool street the choice is overwhelming...
Great pub, friendly staff, a refreshing change from next doors 'Woodins Shades' and good selection of chilled white wine, again a change from next doors pub!
Nice old, characterful feel to inside, where you can sit in little secluded alcoves. Quiet when we were there on an weekday evening about 8ish, but I've seen it very busy with city types around 6, still a highly recommended pub.
Dirty Dicks is a decent pub over all from what I remember in my foggy, ale-soaked memory. It seemed a little less pubish than I expectede, it felt almost chain-like with its sort of planned, faux rustic looking decor. Also the service was definitely not as efficient as I would have liked, btu that may be in part to the ocean of fresh out of work stiffs crowding around the bar making chit chat and NOT ordering drinks.
As one of the other Yelpers have mentioned, this is a great place to meet up with friends because of its location. It's situated right on the corner of Bishopsgate and Middlesex Street -- an easy find. Great beer, ambience, friendly people (although sometimes too crowded!), and servers are nice. I've been to this place a few times with friends and each time has been memorable. I miss this place in good ole' Spitalfields.
The best thing about Dirty Dicks is its location. If you're meeting a friend out of Liverpool St Station then Dirty Dicks makes a very easy place to stop off for a drink and a catch up before heading somewhere else. Although the pub itself is quite nice and the old witchy rumours add a bit of character, the clientele swings towards suits and bankers. The first time I went to Dirty Dicks my friend's and I suffered an office party going on at the table next to us. Although the bar maid was very nice her focus was clearly split between serving drinks and trying to stop this group from standing on the chairs. It does not a fun night make to see a grown woman perform a striptease to Christina's classic 'Dirrty'. Grim!
This was my favorite pub I visited while in London. I love how old and dark it was. On the ground floor they have little nooks of seating which are semi-private. Those were pretty cool. There's also some bar tables. The upstairs is much larger and good for dining. Their food was great. I got the fish and chips, which, granted, isn't hard to come by in London but this was really perfect breading and great mushy peas! I know it may sound stupid but they have good vinegar there as well. A few of the places I visited had weak vinegar. The waitress (whose name was Amanda) was such a sweetheart! I'll definitely be returning next time I'm in London.
Dirty Dicks is right smack in the middle of metropolitan London, but you can be forgiven for thinking you've fell into a West Country miners local once you get inside. A very, very rustic interior with brickwork showing around the edges and not a bit of padding for the wooden furniture in sight.
The clientele are diverse, with a mix of businessmen (of course) but with alot of older folk as well, people who look too old to be working in offices! There was one group of people who were a hybrid between old and businessman, and they were being really lecherous to the bar maid.. something I enjoyed and the barmaid was obviously used too, maybe even from those guys in particular. This is more alike to a local then most places you will find off of Liverpool Street. They offer types of beer you might not see in other pubs as well, 'Winter Warmer' and 'Youngs Bitter' on sale. Heard of them? Hmm.. they also have comedy nights, despite the pub being exceedingly small and smelling strongly of beer. In a transparent move to 'keep with the times', they've also put cash machines, pub quiz's and a golf video game in there.. more out of place then a trenchcoat in the summer. An interesting little corner.
Dirty Dicks is a fabulous pub with a beautiful wooden bar. It's a nice place to enjoy a few drinks and it's in a great location right outside Liverpool Street Station. When you're in there you may come across a dead preserved cat hanging from the wall...and no....i'm not tripping out and if you're lucky (or not) you may even have an encounter with Mabel the resident ghost. There are lots of odd bits and pieces in here from The Vaults of Dirty Dick's like the ancient wine racks with the old bottles still in then covered in dust. Whenever I've been here it's been packed out and there's a lively buzz to the place. I like the downstairs bar which has lots of seating and a great bar and I find that it's great value for money.
I haven't actually visited this place, but every time I walked past it I've wondered at the name. It turns out that the name supposedly refers to a man who lived in the 18th century whose bride-to-be died on their wedding eve. He was so shocked he stopped taking care of himself and never cleaned his house or washed his clothes. When his cats died, he just left them laying there. After he retired, a pub owner bought the contents of this house and put them on show at his pub, which he renamed to "Dirty Dick's". The original dirty contents where finally removed in the 1980s due to health concerns (after having been relocated in 1870 when the pub was rebuilt).
That Liverpool Street mainstay that you have to visit at least once just to say you've been there. Really it's just an averagely nice pub, nothing too remarkable (except for the basement where there are mummified cats, but you know how it is). They have a good drinks menu, and who wouldn't love to tell people that they ended their evening with a Dirty Dick (it's got Kahlua and other such things in it). Upstairs tends to be a lot quieter than the ground floor; even when that's packed, there are usually a few tables free on the first floor. I haven't tried the food there but I have to admit I'm sorely tempted.
This is nice old school bar just near Liverpool Street station, the beer however is overpriced. Went to a Burlesque night in aid of Breast Cancer research recently which was great. Also really good monthly comedy night downstairs - worth going to those events.
Its changed so much since I used to visit back in the 70's. What happened to the sawdust on the floors, I guess health and hygeine took over. Still I notice it is still as popular as ever even though the old charm seems to have gone. if you get on OK with suits you can get a decent pint in here. The times have gone when closing time was 10:30 at Dirty Dicks in the city and walked over the road for 11:00 closing time. I can't remember the name of the boozer, but the Juke box had all the greats and the landlord was always on the punters side drinking Moet and Chandon. I had a look around but looks like it has given way to the modern office blocks.
"Some dirty dicks for the ladies and a shot of rye whiskey for me!" This is the only pub in the world I get to say that without getting slapped.
In addition to being a ridiculously fun joint to place a drink order at, DDs is a great spot to throw back a pint and enjoy good company. Prices are good, the crowd is fun, and you can even grab a seat while enjoying a drink (not easy to do at most London pubs). I'd definitely go back.
Bonus Trivia: While a homeless busker outside the pub told me the name Dirty Dick's was named after a dirty (i.e., corrupt) cop or detective (i.e., a dick), their website says otherwise...apparently this is quite an historic pub with history stretching back to well before the beginning of the 19th century. The pub took its name from a dirty Warehouse on Leadenhall, and the original Dirty Dick, was Richard, or some say Nathanial, Bentley, a prosperous city merchant living in the middle of the 18th century, who owned a hardware shop and warehouse, and it said to be the inspiration for Miss Havisham in Dickens' Great Expectations. Bentley had been quite a dandy in his youth, but following the death of is fiancée, he refused to clear up or clean anything. His house, shop and warehouse became so filthy that he became a celebrity of dirt. Any letter addressed to The Dirty Warehouse, London, would be delivered to Bentley. He stopped trading in 1804 and died in 1809. The warehouse was later demolished.
Beer's good, but it just cost too much. So I'll go to Woodin's Shades or Shooting Stars, unless I'm meeting friends.
A Youngs pub so you can't really go wrong with the ale. Food upstairs most days and reasonable for pub grub. Full of city lads on way he to Essex. A old atmosphere as it should be in an old tavern with history
Dirty Dicks was a nice pub with the standard London Pub menu. The food was decent, and prices decent as well. I enjoyed myself there, but I have to say the crowd wasn't as friendly as at other pubs that I visited
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