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Archive for November, 2007
Hackney is a part of London that’s new to me. As I will be going there for the Pig’s Ear Beer Festival next week, I thought I’d check if there were any interesting pubs close to the venue of the festival.
Fancyapint? is a really useful tool to find London pubs, even if they tend to be too vague about the beers on offer in their reviews.
This review of the local Wetherspoon’s is illuminating about what type of locals you will find there:
We can’t even remember what used to be there, but it now has a bright, Modern interior that unfortunately contrasts with the somewhat dingier clientele. Wetherspoon’s fine beer keeping standards are evident here – the de Koninck was excellent, but we suspect most of the clientele are buying on price. The bar staff were politely struggling to persuade some of the clientele to refrain from singing and shouting, early on a Monday evening. But don’t think the lager louts here are in the 18-30 age group. Far from it, they’ll not be paying for the night bus home, not with a pensioner’s bus pass.
I think I’ll pass on that one.
A fine illustrated article in the Wall Street Journal today about the Westvleteren beer from the St Sixtus monastery in Belgium. For beer geeks like me, there is nothing new here, but for everyone else, it is an example of how endlessly fascinating the world of beer is.
Yet another beer story in mainstream media, it is catching on.
There is video, too.
The London Transport Museum has recently opened after being closed for refurbishment for some time. The reviews, as far as I have seen them, have been good, maybe I’ll find time to pop in next week.
But in this day and age the virtual museum can be just as important. One outstanding feature of London Transport/TfL has been the use of various art forms in the ads for their services. Many vintage posters have been available for sale as reproductions and postcards, now much of this collection is available to watch online.
There are lots of stylish between-the-wars restaurant scenes, but not much dedicated to beer drinking and pubs. (You might remember they axed an ad for the GBBF last year!). I managed to find a few posters with a beer reference. This one is not made to promote beer or pub culture, but for the Royal Academy. But at least it has a nice pub scene!
Supermarkets and off-licences are to be banned from selling alcohol 24-hours a day, reports the Sunday Mirror, which is again quoted in the Morning Advertiser.
The paper says that the review of the Licensing Act will continue to allow 24-hour opening for pubs, clubs and restaurants.
The Mirror claims that senior Number 10 sources have revealed that it will impose new restrictions on the off-trade.
Apparently, Culture Secretary James Purnell will tell councils to only allow supermarkets to sell alcohol after 11pm if they have “an extremely good case”.
It is believed exceptions would be made for supermarkets in tourist spots, railway stations and airports.
Well, if you ask me, I would say that if you want to control exessive drinking, agressive behaviour and other similar aspects of Western civilization, making exceptions for outlets in railway stations would be the last thing to do….
maeib has set up a list on his blog of how he would stock a beer fridge with 15 beers of 15 different styles from 15 countries. This is a tricky one, not the least because I feel that the ratebeer categories will be a bit hair-splitting to some. And I would have a Trappist category. I don’t know how such a list from me would end up.
Sure, there will be a Nøgne ø beer, there will be Jever Pilsener and Fuller’s ESB, but then …
Should the Imperial Stout come from Ireland (Porterhouse Celebration), Denmark (Mikkeller), Scotland (BrewDog) or Norway (Nøgne ø)?
I’ll get back to you about this. Something to discuss over a pint at the Pig’s Ear festival next week, perhaps?
OK, then, one more Brussels spot, this one a return visit.
It was the end of a long day of meetings, finishing up with a stand up networking dinner. Good food and pleasant company, but I needed some time of my own before going to bed. The Metro a few stops to the Central station, a short walk up hill instead down towards the Grand Place, and here I was at the Bier Circus.
It is a quiet weekday evening. Last time I was here the bar was more crowded, today it is easy to find a stool. Some regulars pop in, have a glass of the blond on tap and then continue into the night. The rain has stopped during the day, the temperature is quite blamy ( at least for a Norwegian). But the calendar says Christmas is right around the corner. So it is time for trying a few seasonal beers – there are more of a dozen of them in the beer list that otherwise runs into the hundreds.
There is one Christmas beer on tap, the lovely Tournay de Noëlfrom the Cazeau brewery. Lovely sweet and spicy, enough of a body to cope with both candy sugar and spiciness. Dark, warming beer.
I have room for one more, but some of the bottled Christmas beers are 0,75 l bottles of beer approaching 10%, which would simply be too much of a good thing at this stage. I go for a Winter King or Winterkonikske from the Kerkom brewery (Motto: We brew it here. We drink it here. We sell what’s left). This is a real winter warmer! Malt, sugar, spices, yeast giving a little sourness, warming alcohol. It is not dissimilar from the first one.
Attentive service without being intruding, no music that would offend anyone. 5 beers on tap, some of them rotating, a long beer list, a sensible prized menu including daily specials. Give me a local like this!
I pay the bill, compliment the bar man on their selection and stroll content out into the Brussels night.
This pub is on the same street as the Bier Temple shop, but it is located at the end of a blind alley, so look for the sign, you won’t find any windows or doors inviting you in here.This is a serious beer bar. They have other drinks, too, but for once, this is focused on beer. The wines on offer are listed as just red, white and port, while there are about three dozen beers available, six of them on tap. The food is limited to small bags of crisps, as far as I could see. No real beer rarities here, but an easy going atmosphere and speedy service.
Some background music – sung in French – and small groups of people – who looked and sounded local to me – chatting, either at tables or by the bars while they enjoyed theri beers. The style? Sort of upper class gone seedy, rickety chairs, wooden tables and benches with the upholstery falling apart.
A very nice Christmas beer on tap, Busch Noel. Sweet, nutty and warming. A dry finish of cinnamon and hops. Do I have time for one more? Sice the service is so speedy, I have a bottle of Cuvee des Trolls, too, a well balanced Belgian blond.
This was a nice oasis to sip a glass or two, particularly in contrast to the pretentious brewpub I blogged about a few days ago. Actually, this would be a fine bar to go with a bunch of friends and drink one’s way slowly through the beer list as the night creeps slowly towards morning and the demands of work and other duties are a light year away..
The good people at the Evening Standard, who for quite a few years have been much more readable on the web than on old-fashioned paper, informs me that there is a new New Zealand pub opened in London, and I certainly intend to pop in next week.
The pub consists of two forty foot containers shipped all the way around the globe, and is unlikely to win any design award for its exterior. Maybe all the available designers were busy designing Peter Jackson films? Anyway, the containers have been placed on top of Temple tube station, which means I don’t have to wander around dark street in the rain with my battered A-Z to find it.
There is praise for the beer:
Was it worth the journey? In our opinion, it certainly was – the beer is excellent, all thoughts of gassy, pissy liquids dismissed on the first sip – and there’re five beers to choose from. The beer of choice appears to be Speight’s award winning Gold Medal, but our favourite was the malty Old Dark.
CLIENTELE: blokes, mates
NEAREST STATION: Temple station
I promise a report, maybe even a photo or two if the interior is as classy as the exterior. But Stonch, I really trust you to keep us updated on gems like this!
Another reason to start saving up for a transatlantic ticket: The New York Times writes about beers from New York in their travel section this week.
O.K., so New York isn’t an internationally celebrated beer capital. But microbrews and craft beers you won’t find in much of the country are sold throughout the city, in flavors ranging from subtle to walloping (but skewed heavily toward walloping). Sure, you might find Saranac and Brooklyn Brewery beers in a state near you, but others are not available in much of the country; one of the state’s finest breweries, Southampton, just made it into its ninth state, South Carolina. Not bad.
(Careful readers may cry hypocrisy, recalling that in August, “Weekend in New York” celebrated cheap beer, mostly of the corporate swill variety. But can’t a Kobe beef snob enjoy a Quarter Pounder once in a while?)