I hope you’re keeping up with my Big Day In Scotland. If so, you’re doing better than I did at the time.
Without the guiding influence of Mrs RM, (back in Cambridge “smashing the system”), I somehow made it from the State to the Bon Accord, hopefully not by a chicken run across the M8.
Duncan had told me about high cellarmanship standards at the Bon (?), and all I had by way of confirmation was memory of a decent pint (quite possibly Pedigree) more than two decades ago.
As I may not be back in Scotland for at least a fortnight, I needed to re-evaluate one of the legends of Glasgow’s real ale history (it says here).
It sparkled. With life and at the bar. I’ll forgive it the jam jars.
There’s a checklist somewhere on Scotland’s best pubs. For a starter, it’ll include the following;
- Masses of brown wood
- Proper seating
- Whisky of the Day
- Cask about 5 degrees cooler than in London
- A proper head on the beer
- A beer you’ve heard of (let’s call it Deuchars)
- An Oakham beer
- A stuffed animal
- Giant whisky barrels
- A reminder of past glories
Yep, all here in the Bon Accord. Probably why it was packed out midweek.
But I hope it’s the beer quality that pulls them in.
I rant on and on about pubs dictating quality rather than brewers.
Last year I had a pint of Caledonian Edinburgh Castle in a posh Hampshire GBG pub that was so poor I really should have taken back but
a) I fancied the glass b) You go first.
I’ve enjoyed Deuchars in the last year (notably in Corby Spoons), so I put that quality down to a French sounding pub with no interest in cask. It dropped out of the 2017 Guide; the Guide is more reliable than you could imagine.
Pub Curmudgeon then named the beer as one he rated highly on his blog, so I’ve been on the lookout for it since.
Beautifully served in the Bon Accord, this was near nectar (NBSS 4.5), a classic Scottish brown beer. It was so good I gave it the ultimate compliment and told the Pubmeister how wonderful it was, while I sat at the bar and dreamt of Johnny Rep.
“There’s nowt such thing as bad beer, it’s just they that keep it that spoil it” – Brad, The Furnace
And great cellarmen who make cask sing.