Sunday lunchtime at Woods, lad with PSP (kids in pubs, help!), missus looking at local hate hack in MOS, I with beer. It’s London Pride, a rare sighting in this area. Will the marvellous barman hands over a fresh cask, tapped at 2pm, so get first pint. Bright and brassy in the glass, topped by a loose head that wouldn’t pass muster up north. A couple of former Londoners at the bar take great joy in saying ‘pint of Pride’, as do I after a couple. It’s lovely, a gorgeous drop, ringing hop notes on the nose (think hops rubbed in hands) and and then the biscuit, cracker fresh malt notes, bloody lovely. Better pint of it than I have ever had in London, though Carlos and I muse over the joy of ESB (which I am told is coming). There’s also Burton Bridge Mild, and a couple of Vale beer in the cellar — are the latter two any cop?
I like Burton Bridge - their beers still have a bit of a character to them, along with the odd slightly dirty batch.
ReplyDeleteI've had variable Burton Bridge beers too - when they are good they are very good but, as Zak says, when they are bad they are nasty!
ReplyDeleteThe good news is that when I've had the mild in good nick it's lovely - extremely drinkable.
What about the Vale beers? Any good?
ReplyDeleteSometimes a pint of what you know and enjoy is worth all the extreme beers on the planet.
ReplyDeleteDon't often come across Vale beers here in Kent-had some once, can't remember which, but found it dull (not surprising when the other beer taken that time was Dark Star's Festival.)
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