The Bothy

Extremely popular West End joint serving traditional Scottish fare, with lots of tatties and even a 'salad of nice things' for starters. The staff are kilted up to their armpits and Rabbie Burns would probably write a wee poem about this place if he rose from the dead and neeped over for a haggis fix. It's quite a sensible spot really; no-one is too noisy and your granny would approve of the portions. However, unlike granny, they don't stand over you until you've cleared your plate, then offer you a hairy mint from a hanky-filled handbag.

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