Red Lion in York: photos, reviews

About

In the vibrant town of Haxby, York, the Red Lion stands as a beloved local pub offering an inviting blend of cozy charm and lively entertainment. Here, visitors are treated to a diverse menu, including excellent ales, fine lagers, and a robust gin collection. The pub is celebrated for its amazing Sunday roast, complete with homemade Yorkshire puddings and fresh vegetables. Ideal for both solo diners and group meet-ups, Red Lion's casual atmosphere is perfect for unwinding with friends or enjoying a quiet meal. With its reputation for live performances and entertainment like karaoke, the pub is a go-to spot for a fun evening. Welcoming to all, and particularly popular among tourists, it provides an inclusive space featuring LGBTQ-friendly policies and the chance to enjoy sports on screen. Whether through spontaneous outdoor seating or planned reservations, your visit promises both affordability and memorable moments, all wrapped up within friendly and attentive service.

Price

$$$$ 10 - 20 GBP

Services

Reservations available, Outdoor seating, Dine-in

Offering

Serving alcohol, Serving beer, Serving wine, Serving food

Payment

Payment by debit card, NFC payment

Atmosphere

Casual, Cozy

Best for

Meet up with friends, Solo dining

How to get here?

The nearest public transport options for your convenience.

Ruddings Close

Bus stop 316 m walk

Sandyland

Bus stop 293 m walk

Red Lion

Bus stop 69 m walk

Haxby Pond

Bus stop 308 m walk

4.1

based on 164 reviews

Google

4.1/5 164 reviews

Ian Kitchingman (Kitch)

Food: 5
Service: 5
Atmosphere: 5

Great ales very friendly bar staff great night all round

Paul Armstrong

Service: 5
Atmosphere: 4

Good selection of drinks ...nice bar don't know what the food is like ...

Till The Wheels

Food: 5
Service: 5
Atmosphere: 5

The landlord has the most extraordinary pair of jeans. Bright blue with gold stars sewn on and a silver stripe down the side. He always makes sure he’s working on a Friday night so he can show all of the ladies and gentleman. People sing about him in a song they call “Pantalon John”, and slap his perky arse. If the pub makes £1500 on a Friday night, Pantalon John will drive his Range Rover with as many of his adoring public packed in as possible, with a trailer full on the back to boot, to a lovely spot on the Tanner Row in York called “Flares”. First shots on him but you must buy him one back. He loves a chance to show off his trousers in York, once Englands capital, but I digress. This night is Pantalon Johns and no one can stop him. After Flares shuts he likes to get one of the battered sausages from Millers chip shop he keeps in the glove compartment to snack on while he drops his fans off at there homes (yes he’s had a couple of drinks, no we don’t care wokey). But there’s always a last passenger. And that special person gets their own battered sausage, and they just sit and hold each other at the Haxby and Wiggington Cemetary for hours. The sausage is gone, but the sweet kisses linger on the lip. I wonder who’s go it’ll be next week, if the right money come in? All the best!