The Charles Dickens Tavern

Down on Collins Street sits a proper boozer that feels instantly plucked from the streets of London. Warm wood panelling. Multiple screens primed for the next EPL clash. A genuinely brilliant lineup of English and Irish pours. Expats and CBD pint-seekers alike point to this spot for its unapologetically authentic British atmosphere and ultra-welcoming bar staff. The kitchen turns out top-tier pub grub—think proper ploughman’s plates, hearty beef and Guinness pies, and a fish finger sandwich that hits every nostalgic note. But the ultimate draw? The Sunday roast. Expect perfectly rendered pork belly with shatteringly crisp crackling, proper eggy Yorkshire puddings, and a rich, collagen-thickened Guinness gravy that elevates the entire plate. Whether you're sinking a quiet pint of Kilkenny on a Monday or cheering through a rowdy weekend match, it’s an honest, high-quality pub experience right in the heart of Melbourne.