23 December 2019
Today’s post comes to you from the biggest Wetherspoons in the world.
Which is a fact. The Mold bit may perhaps be a bit of an exaggeration, but beauty is in the eye of the beerholder and all that.
Two (2) new GBG ticks for me, both of the upmarket bar variety, and both therefore a bit out of character with Mold itself.
Come to think of it, the third GBG entry is a Brunnning and Price, so Mold is possibly the poshest Beer Guide town in England unless Barrow has upped its game.
The Fat Boar, sister pub to the Wrexham cocktail bar, has attractive windows,
lovely staff, one beer on,
and old folk in Christmas hats determined to enjoy their party BECAUSE IT’S THE LAW (it isn’t).
You’ve seen all you need to, really. I applaud the success of places like this, all light and airy, smartcasual, local beer blah blah blah.
But I only had a high table to enjoy my half, and zero chance of chat with locals about Mold’s many merits. Ability to chat to locals is 40% of a pub’s appeal, beer about 5%.
The Salopian looked better than it was.
As I left they put the Welsh beer on, to spite me.
Still, go for the tick. And the loos.
I felt the same about the eponymous Ale House.
Full marks for beery effort, but with the half dozen regulars sitting at the bar and the tables behind a pillar I couldn’t feel I was actually part of the pub.
But then, I am (M)old.