I hope the return of BRAPA to the big league of pub blogging will see more famous titles like “Well Past My Selby Date”. I expect Simon has been looking to use a Terence Trent D’arby reference since 1991, when TTD released the seminal “Neither Fish Nor Flesh“, which I am staggered to see Discogs… Continue reading (BEER) TERRACE TRENT DERBY
Month: May 2021
AN UNWISE PLUM PORTER AT THE SHEFFIELD TAP
That’s the problem with station bars. They’re the first thing you see when you get off the train after a session. And can you really walk past a pub that has a spare table at the moment if #YouLovePubs ? ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 9 – The Sheffield Tap Why is… Continue reading AN UNWISE PLUM PORTER AT THE SHEFFIELD TAP
“THIS is what beer should taste like, son”
“I’m famished” said Matt. Yes, it would have been a good idea to eat before starting a session. But as Pub Curmudgeon has noted before, Stockport is a bit lacking in culinary options (particularly on a Monday with the outside dining only restrictions), and top cafe Where The Light Gets In was unexpectedly closed following… Continue reading “THIS is what beer should taste like, son”
THE ANGEL OF STOCKPORT
You left us, what feels like years ago*, on the pavement outside the Bakers Vaults, son and father enjoying a rather foamy Unicorn. Matt could sense my unease at the gaggle of Old Boys standing impatiently outside the Angel, my real target as the first new GBG entry in central Stockport since the wonderful Petersgate… Continue reading THE ANGEL OF STOCKPORT
HIS FIRST PINT OF UNICORN
Matt was impressed with his first adult experience of Stockport, but now it was time for his first pint in the pub capital of the North. The Angel, my GBG newbie, was shut, despite PROMISING me the night before it’d be open. A gaggle of Old Boys gathered outside the market hall, comparing scowls of… Continue reading HIS FIRST PINT OF UNICORN
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