My annual GBG trip to Leicester, always a joy despite what BRAPA says about the city. He’s just sore that they’ve stole the Tigers moniker he wants for his silly football team.
While in town I spent an hour trying to buy Romanian draculas (sp), so thanks to eurochange Haymarket who came up trumps at the fourth attempt.
Leicester has a bustling central market, some gorgeous architecture if you look up, and a statue to Angry Babe shown warning BRAPA ahead of his own visit.
Broood was a place we bypassed on our historic Beer & Pubs Forum trip last October, prompting the owner to ask “Why didn’t you visit us ? We’ve got loads of beers on“. Because you’ve got loads of beers on, and you’re called Broood.
Before Russ pipes up, there are three “o” s in Broood. Here’s the proof;
Now, strictly, I didn’t need to make this trip, having beer here when it was called Out of the Vaults. Vin IV, Out of the Vaults @ Vin Quatre, Vin the Man etc etc, but I operate different rules to known GBG cheat Pubmeister and the change of ownership is more relevant than the building.
It looked a bit quiet on Friday lunchtime, but that’s because the customers were hiding from me.
Loads and loads of beers for those who like that kind of thing.
I think I had the Shiny. Let’s pretend I had the Shiny, shall we. And a cob, just £5.20 the two.
Well, we really should have come here last year. This was a joy, just the right temperature, beautifully presented, a Marble like bitter with a hint of ginger (beer bore here).
Nice bap, too. As you’ll see from the top photo, it’s not a posh bap/butty/cob, chunky cheese and red onion is all you need.
More importantly, it felt like a pub. The Pretenders and Fleetwood Mac on the stereo, and a group of visiting Brummies to keep us pub voyeurs entertained.
“Ooooh, Fleetwood Mac”
“Oooh, Brass In Pocket” There’s nearly as many “o” s in “Oooh” as in Broood.
Lots of banter about stag nights (that’s all BeerMat does these days) and weddings.
“It was a good wedding. Emotional. Even the wedding cake was in tiers”
Well, I laughed.
Great little pub.
retiredmartin 
Er that’d be Marble Ginger you had last time? If you can get him to do Albert and the Lion, I’ll make one in. I love Albert and the Lion. Maybe we could get Life After Beermats to come?
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Loving the loads and loads of beers, not loving the hint of ginger, and make your mind up, bap or cob?
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Bopwich.
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Are we agreed that a bap/butty/cob in cellophane isn’t as bad as a bap/butty/cob in clingfilm ?
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I only go to stag dos, birthday parties for people younger than me and ska concerts nowadays. 😉 It’s definitely a cob
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I appoint you “Royal Namer of Bread Products”. so it’s a cob.
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Is there an annual remuneration attached to this role?
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Just call it a ‘bob’ and be done with it…
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Lovely to have you in Martin and glad you enjoyed it
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Highly provocative as you knew it would be! It’s all about the footprint of the building so 39 Steps in Broadstairs had to be revisited when it moved two doors down but this one doesn’t as it is unchanged. If that one has changed its name to 38 Steps but stayed put no problem, unless it had lost an actual step.
See Article 6 Para 4 Sub section 3 of the constitution. However, revisits have been permitted since the constitution was amended at the famously heated EGM in 1999. By your rules if it changes its name to Brod you would have to go back (for a cob presumably). Which is admirable of course.
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If they change it to a barm cake I’d go back.
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I believe Disney have bought the film rights to this saga and are looking for someone who looks shady but good in shorts to play you.
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This is a bit of a dilemma.Take, for example, the Castle Vaults in Shrewsbury. A GBG regular until the turn of the century, then re-branded as Brady’s Bar (bloody awful), then a couple more incarnations before resurfacing as the Castle Vaults. Would your original tick from, say,1998 still count, even though the pub has undergone significant changes?
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Yes definitely but there are, of course, no definitive rules so best not to take it too seriously. Life’s too short to worry about it and Martin does like to tease. I have one friend who won’t count it as a pub visited unless he’s been in it unless it is in the Guide at the time. No one else is quite so strict!
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“Only a game” says Duncan, the man who goes to Great Yarmouth from Paisley just for a lick. Sorry, tick.
https://pubmeister.wordpress.com/2018/11/25/grit-yarmouth/
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The only rules of GBG Club are…..
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“Sorry, tick.”
Actually, if you read that linked post he was offered a lick. 😉
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I had, indeed, read the post. An opportunity to good to miss there. Duncan is always getting in trouble, isn’t he readers ?
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“He’s just sore that they’ve stole the Tigers moniker he wants for his silly football team.”
Along with a half dozen others it would seem.
“Angry Babe”
That could be why a lot of women opted for thongs. They kept getting their knickers in a twist. 🙂
“Before Russ pipes up, there are three “o” s in Broood. Here’s the proof;”
I could see that from the map. 😉
“but that’s because the customers were hiding from me.”
All off broooding I bet.
“chunky cheese and red onion is all you need.”
Works for me.
“Well, I laughed.”
Worth a snicker. 🙂
“Great little pub.”
I read ‘monologuist’ on the poster and thought it meant he’d mastered just one language, and would be saying words in it as proof. 🙂
Cheers
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Depending on your attitude toward puns, whoever came up with the name “Rasp-Beer-Rye Bear-et” deserves either an award or something just short of eternal damnation. 😉
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I’m firmly in the latter camp, just to the right (or left) of it in fact. You’d never get bad puns on my blog.
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