Whenever I write about a great pub experience in a place that isn’t in the GBG I always get folk saying “The best pubs aren’t in the GBG, of course” and “The Beer Guide is just for beer tickers” and “You need to seek local knowledge” (whatever local knowledge is).
But I’ve always been a staunch defender of the Beer Guide.
I know you lot like reading about the worst experiences, but I only have one beer in a hundred in a GBG that’s undrinkable, you know.
And the really bad pubs I write about often get dumped unceremoniously from the next GBG.
Of course, the GBG should be about the beer, not the welcome or the karaoke or the grumpy locals or the ability to tick that Archer’s rarity. There may be space in the market for a book on “Great Pubs That Will Never Get In The GBG“. The Luppit in Luppit seems to be one of those rarities.
In those first two the slower moving beers were part of the cask lottery we know and love.
As so often, the local CAMRA branch probably do know best.