There's a lot to celebrate about being British -- why, nowadays you might even get a shot at managing the national squad! Put national pride in your belly at 52 North, a bar/diner named for our sceptered isle's latitude, that takes virtually everything on the menu from within the Kingdom... proper
Amidst open fires, scattered Chesterfields, a bar made from stacked wooden blocks, and illumination provided by the ceiling's "unique runway of lights", you'll commence to feasting on starters like Devon crab claws w/ lemon-chive mayo, good ol' fish-finger sarnies, Welsh rarebit, and Scotch woodcock, a dish whose complete lack of actual woodcock is how you can tell it's Scotch.
Mains mainly consist of Cornish mussels in cider, a pot of slow-cooked ham hock stew w/ mopping bread, and a huge Arbroath smokies fishcake smothered in a Chivas Regal sauce, yet another surefire clue that something/someone is Scotch.
British boozables see a healthy list of sparking wines, from Kentish award-magnet Chapel Down, to West Sussex Nyetimber, and Biddenden Vineyards' bubbly, while crafts stay predominately northern, with Innis & Gunn's whiskey/rum barrel-aged ales, as well as Harviestoun's similarly casked lager Schiehallion, and their IPA Bitter & Twisted, which is how you'd discover Fabio feels, if you bothered to consult him.