No posts yesterday as I was taking delivery of the bumper Christmas edition of Ullage (or Inflammable Material as SLF would have it) from Newbury Tim. In Hammersmith. Everyone needs an excuse for falling behind on their blog.
The next stop was my last tick in North London, and one of the best micro pubs I’ve been in. Ever. And no, that’s not damning with faint praise.
A very rare excursion into Winchmore Hill, aka Enfield aka Green Dragon Lane.
As always in North London, it was raining. It rarely rains in Manchester, you know.
It takes 0.275 seconds to sweep a micro for clues as to the style. The Dragon is “cosy and welcoming“.
Something for everyone, including people who insist on sitting on beer barrels.
And while some micros can look a little samey and sterile, this was “busy” and lived-in.
“I like a bit of mess !” I said to the owner, a little too enthusiastically.
Truth is, I was willing this one to be good.
“Ooh look, you’re on the front cover of that CAMRA thingy” I said, inviting Mr Dragon (Richard) to tell me he was London Pub of the Year.
Which when you think of the competition in Dulwich and Covent Garden and Borough is some achievement.
So was their beer good ? It really was, the Signature Brew from a few miles east in Leyton being beautifully cool and complex (NBSS 4). I told Richard (our owner) it was good, too.
The absence of notes from the day is telling. Richard was chatty and candid, and seemed to understand my reticence to embrace micros that make a point of telling you what you can’t do. The Dragon felt a real community gem.
It’s even open lunchtime on Christmas Day, just like Proper Pubs should be !