IMPERSONATING BRAPA IN POLAND

 

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Locals await BRAPA visit

Our first base in Poland was one of the more unremarkable small towns I’ve stayed in.  My teenage son, who’d been before, was adamant* I wouldn’t find anything to write about, and it looked that way when we arrived.  I’ve been to Farnworth on a wet Friday in February (the Britannia, Bombardier NBSS 1), and Laviska Gorne looked less inviting than that in the fog.

This was the view from our vaguely Communist era flat, one of several thousand in town, in the morning. Mines and metallurgy still rule here.

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As I will never tire of saying, nowhere on this great planet of ours is without merit, and the next morning brought sunshine, brass bands and beer (potentially).

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Salvation Army tribute band

I may have been the only foreign tourist, ever,  but certainly the first to show any photographic interest in their bars, consisting of Nissen huts and pizza places serving more Tyskie than pizza. No architectural gems here, but some great eastern European colour. IMG_20161222_125325.jpg

Our Polish hosts had guided us to Krakow, the mines, and a number of of smartish neighbourhood eateries with the usual well known brands. They were determined to take me round the Tyskie brewery on my birthday too, but I wanted to see dull Poland.  After all, I’ve seen St Neots and lived.

It took quite some convincing to be allowed instead to venture into their local bars. The Polish Grandad described them as “unsympathetic“, while I got the impression Mrs RM’s friend felt them firmly male-only. Mrs RM isn’t scared of anything, though.

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Antalek -8am to 11pm

A minute from our flat, Antalek beckoned.

This is the Polish equivalent of the boozer in Erlangan that I loved, though lacking the Landbier or aggressive smoking of that gem.

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Big Lewandoski fans

Just like you would in a craft beer bar in Krakow, we went for one of each of the draft products.  The Tyskie, Zywiec, and Zubr were near identical, and with no bottled options in sight. Unlike Stockport, you can’t nip over the road for a Holts or Robbies when you get bored of Sam Smiths here. Only £2 for a pint and two halves mind.

The beer was secondary though.  I wanted to know what the locals were saying (they showed no interest in me or the two blondes). The penalty for Bayern’s 3rdThe possibility of a Christmas supply of Cloudwater DIPAThe Mother-in-Law’s cooking ?

No, it was apparently a detailed list of their meals that day, and some reflections on their old schools. BRAPA would have loved it, if Simon understood Polish.

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Photo of the year contender this one

The next “pub”on the list, a restaurant above the main supermarket, had closed at 9pm.  It looked like the sort of food court you find in Freshney Place, Grimsby, but with beer.

That left the central Pizza Brava hidden next to the dustbins and the shop that sold beer and sweets. Looks can be deceiving.

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Daylight shot, too scary at 9.30pm

 

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£1 a half litre, and cold

There were a handful of drinkers in here, and clearly the pizza parlours round here serve as bars for the young. I liked this a lot; as an 80s style hangout with MTV and pool it was pretty decent.  In St Neots it would clean up. Alongside the big Tyskie font they had bottles of Ksiazece Golden Ale, which was a revelation I might break my rules and write about later.

The pizza was pretty good too, £2 for a giant Margherita, though food seemed pretty secondary. By 11pm the town’s bars were all closed. In Krakow they’d have just been getting going.

You can’t beat real pubs, anywhere in the world. Get down to yours on Christmas morning.

 

*not literally of course

 

 

 

 

11 thoughts on “IMPERSONATING BRAPA IN POLAND

  1. I no longer understand travel without doing these types of off the track touring. You really see the place. I have to ask how did you end up in that particular flat? Did your hosts enjoy this outing?

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    1. Our Polish friend from our village has parents there, it’s their flat so with a dozen of all ages to accommodate they put us up there. We only went with the Polish lady (younger than us) who enjoyed the night out but was grateful not to bump into friends she last saw in the late ’90s!

      She doesn’t get the idea of going in dumpy pubs when there are nice ones really; it’s a male thing.

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  2. I got curious about how this could happen: Only £2 for a pint and two halves mind. I assumed tax differences. The chart I found was about a year old, but in the UK you pay five times as much in taxes on a pint. Even with this difference the Polish prices are pretty low. You would still be under three pounds for two pints. Pretty amazing.

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  3. Still cheap, and would have been 20% cheaper a year ago ! Germany I also find a bargain, six years ago I saw half litres of Memminger beer for 2.40 euros in a traditional pub, same price as Sam Smiths which was a good comparator.

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  4. Wonderful. Most German pubs seem dominated by dining to me, but a few towns have places that kick against the trend. Berlin seemed quite pubby, and there’s loads of basic places in Franconia still to be explored.

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  5. I think this statement “as I will never tire of saying, nowhere on this great planet of ours is without merit” is one of the finest things you have written. We can all learn from that sentiment. Kudos to you for putting it out there. It is a sentiment that we can all learn from and should strive towards. The idea really elevates your blog.

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