I remember many years ago when “gastropub” became the ghastly word de jour. The Eagle on London’s Farringdon Road, next to the old Guardian building, seemingly the original culprit. In Edinburgh, I first associate the word with The Caley Sample Room in Slateford. With pubs serving decent food a cut above the usual toasties and chips now proliferating in the Scottish capital, including the nearby new-look Fountain, has this one managed to keep up a high standard?