A scotch egg, followed by Fish and Chips, would you believe.
First, to work up an appetite, we battle through rain lashed Birmingham to find a back street Victorian red brick boozer.
Shakespeare, Summer Row, Purity Ubu
Google Maps was put away on the approach |
Marie Celeste of Bars |
The Vanden Plas of Birmingham Boozers, if you like. And some fine windows to watch the unfortunates battle through the weather.
Mrs M preferring to be in, rather than out |
Following the working men's lunch at aristocratic prices, we headed on to a brand new opening. I've ticked off the Head of Steam in Leeds, which I'm certain that was far more traditional.
You know you are in trouble when CAMRA are using the phrase - "Steam Punk".
Equally, when you have to make eye contract with bouncers at 3pm on a Saturday afternoon and not quite knowing why you feel so guilty.
Still, from a beer perspective, there's loads going on. Its like taking a holiday without the travel.
75cl bottles of Chimay Blue surround the bar. I asked if they were for sale and the answer is affirmative, with the added incentive that they will put them in the fridge if you provide 24hrs notice. I must remember that, for it is a certainty that I will return.
A huge bank of hand pulls are noticed but I couldn't get close enough to decipher the choice. Instead, like many a boozehound before him, I was seduced by advertising.
Follow the Pink Elephant. Or the Chouffing Gnome. |
I mentioned the subsequent grief that caused to the bar man, who suggested a more conservative 2/3rds glass.
My dad would have been proud of me. Or just confused.
As well as being the first 2/3rds ever ordered, it was also my first Cherry Fruit beer.
It was a 45 minute battle to finish it, but I did win.
2/3rds of Cherry Beer in a Cyperpunk Setting |
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