You left me in the posh bit of Birmingham with a combination of fried onions, mustard and ketchup oozing down the front of my fleece (a Christmas present from 2004).
I’d just been the tardiest person in Pint Shop, and now it was time to repeat the trick in Head of Steam, which was clearly trying to cash in on the German beer craze with Oktoberfest style tables and those weird ABK beers now presented as “Bavarian Craft”.
Belgian beers with authentic Trappist decorations too.
And, of course, many, many, many, handpumps.
Most of the trade (all in the back room) seemed to be for the £5 lunch deal and be responsible for a flurry of questions from staff about requests for extra chips with the burger and chips deal.
If I hadn’t just had 80% bratwurst I’d have succumbed again. Chips are expertly matched with Fixed Wheel, which was OK.
Birmingham is seeing an explosion of new and converted beery places reminiscent of Manchester 5 years ago.
Thornbridge’s Colmore has the class and elegance of Cafe Beermoth or Buxton’s Redwillow, and I will bet BRAPA’S packed lunch it gets in the Beer Guide. Soon.
It won’t compensate for the loss of the Eagle and Tun, which should give you Food for Thought. Pizza, anyway.
But the Opus, which may have been strong, was superlative and you can’t beat Thornbridge’s pump clips.
Classy people, classy beer, and a classy soundtrack of Don’t you want me and Together in Electric Dreams. Appropriate, really, since Phil Oakley once stopped for a Balti here after a gig at Barbarellas. There’s a blue plaque.
Anyway, well done Brum. You’re scrubbing well, but I’m bored of the Colmore Row gloss.
Let’s go to Perry Barr, shall we?