Apparently the steaks are good at Public House (435 Church Street, Richmond), because the owners have an abattoir (which has a definite flavour of urban myth about it), but we didn't try the steaks; instead we had three sharing plates with goujons of monkfish, calamari salad, and spatchcock quail, accompanied by French fries with creamy aioli. The food was enjoyable: adequate, but not spectacular; the really interesting thing was the decor, which had a neo-brutalist feel with much concrete, leavened by flashes of humour (the retro pub carpet, little pieces of art deco lighting, colours and shapes). There's a pleasant terrace upstairs where we sat for lunch, and the bar staff were friendly and attentive, but at lunchtime on a sunny Saturday, in a busy street, it was completely empty.
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