Pretty much zero interest in these foreign posts, of course. “When you going to report on the uncontacted peoples of east Goole ?” you ask. or “Go back to finding pubs closed. We like that.” or “But did you find any cask in Romania ?” Oh, yes. On the last night of our mammoth two… Continue reading PRIDE DRINKING WELL IN BUCHAREST
Tag: Bucharest
A CULTURAL DIVERSION
Part 3 of the Romanian diaries, resuming from where we left off last night with Imperial ****, which impaired our abilities to find the nearest pizza outlet not one jot. Ciao Napoli is the Bucharest equivalent of those kiosks you get as you stumble out of Oxford Street tube; except the pizza slices are… Continue reading A CULTURAL DIVERSION
BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****
It’d be fair to say that Bucharest isn’t the most naturally beautiful European capital city, though I’ve yet to get to Vaduz so I can’t give an authoritative ranking. But Park Cismigiu is a delight, even if there’s not locals selling horse kebabs and foaming lager for 50p a pint as we’d been led to… Continue reading BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****
NO REST FROM BREW IN BUCHAREST
Well, this is embarrassing. Two nights in Bucharest with Mrs RM and I seem to have a hundred pictures of modern bars and ancient buildings; where’s the graffiti, dereliction and donkeys ? Frankly, I could have been in Manchester Brew Dog, or the Port Street Beer House, if they’d decided to halve their prices overnight.… Continue reading NO REST FROM BREW IN BUCHAREST
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