Angel Inn, Briggate review - Reassuring consistency in Leeds city centre Samuel Smith’s pub

As you divert from busy Briggate or Lands Lane and slip into gloomy and forbidding Angel Inn Yard, much is already set in stone.

This is a Samuel Smith’s pub, so here – and at each of their others, whether across their northern heartland, or in London where they own several fine ones – you know you will only find their own products.

A further certainty is that you will find your fellow drinkers engaged in sociable conversation or reading quietly with a pint.

That boss, Humphrey Smith, has banned mobile phones, tablets, laptops, and other electronic gadgetry across his vast pub estate may be characteristically controversial, but does at least play to the sense of a brewery which is – in its own distinctive way – fiercely protective of all things traditional.

The ban on electronics seemingly extends to payment methods too – thankfully there are cash machines at either end of the alleyway – though curiously not to the games machines. A bandit flashes and buzzes to itself in one corner, tempting the unwary to hazard some small change on satisfying their fix of electronica.

On the squat little beer fonts which line the counter of the bar, small notices remind customers of the rule. These offer all manner of own-brew products – numerous lagers, an India Ale, a wheat beer and a stout. But the handpulls in between connect drinkers to a product which has been brewed for generations.

Deep amber Old Brewery Bitter is now Sam Smith’s single cask-conditioned ale; perfectly presented here it is a malty, toffee-ish, refreshing antidote to a fast-changing world. Its tight creamy head retains its shape as the level falls.

The bar forms one side of a cosy snug. Here, tall sash windows look out onto the long yard, where a series of picnic tables offers welcome outdoor drinking space in summer.

But not today, when most of the customers, even those who are sitting close to the roaring coal fire, are still in their jackets.

Drinkers perch on comfortable stools and L-shaped banquettes and the conversation is flowing as freely as the Alpine lager.