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June 2025. Waterbeach.

A rare Tuesday night in Waterbeach, where The Sun and Chung Hwa are closed and the White Horse (South Asian restaurant and all) is being refurbished.

Biryani at the Taps, then.

I hadn’t rushed back to the (Brewery) Taps since it was revived last year, but they’ve delivered on their promise to bring Indian food back to the exotic cuisine capital of the Fens.

That Behrouz cart is in the car park 6 days a week, along with posh pizza competing for our attention on a quiet Tuesday evening.

“I’ll bring it in to you” says the nice man. They’re all nice at The Taps. The refurb is very “soft”, there’s a an unfinished jigsaw,

and the staff are watching Punjab Kings come oh so close to a first IPL win.

And there’s Wilde Child on the lone handpump. I’d seen it on Untappd, and couldn’t resist it.

You can’t not have Wilde Child. If it had been Hobgoblin, which is the usual, I might have followed Mrs RM on to the Neck Oil, which is now the default craft beer in pubs that don’t do craft beer.

Humble Beginnings is served in that squat Hobgoblin glass anyway. The glass does it no favours, but the beer isn’t bad.

Two freshly cooked mini-curries, rice and a naan for £12.50. Not bad at all.

Whether it would drag the Southworths back is another matter.