A pleasant little pub crawl yesterday took us eventually to the
Port St Beer House and a nice talk with the Manager William. He is a bit of a keg beer fan it seems, though oddly he drank cask with us. Maybe it was out of sympathy more than solidarity, but he's a splendid fellow nonetheless. I enjoyed
BrewDog Trashy Blonde a lot less than usual. It seemed off form and it had seemed off form earlier in another pub too, but that happens. I felt I turned a corner on
Thornbridge Hopton though, which I have never been that sure of, but last night I really liked it.
On the way home, as it is on the 17 bus route, I called in the
Marble Arch intending to have a pint of
Manchester Bitter to send me home rejoicing. Alas it went as I was having my pint poured, so that plan was scuppered. My replcement choice was
Best, a beer again that I haven't really got into for some unknown reason, but which was in such good form I had two.
So there you are. You can teach an old dog new tricks, every beer deserves at least a second chance and there's no harm at all in changing your mind.
2 comments:
I wish I could jump a bus to those pubs. The Marble Arch I love and I'm looking forward to trying the Port St. Beer House as soon as possible.
How were the prices in the Marble Arch? Found myself a bit taken aback last time I was in?
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