Comments on: Post 231, in which the Hero is introduced to a Galway Hooker http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/ A blog about brews, pubs and travel Wed, 09 Jul 2008 03:08:13 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=MU By: leigh http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1034 leigh Sun, 27 Apr 2008 18:11:48 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1034 heard great things about The Franciscan Well guys, i'll be looking for thier wares the next time i'm over there. great post! heard great things about The Franciscan Well guys, i’ll be looking for thier wares the next time i’m over there. great post!

]]> By: The Beer Nut http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1030 The Beer Nut Fri, 25 Apr 2008 20:23:27 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1030 They are fiercely proud of their helba glasses at the B&C. So proud, in fact, that they've jumped through all the legal hoops necessary when one is selling beer by the half-litre, rather than the pint -- signage, price structure, and so on. You can also buy your beer by the masskrug, should you wish. They are fiercely proud of their helba glasses at the B&C. So proud, in fact, that they’ve jumped through all the legal hoops necessary when one is selling beer by the half-litre, rather than the pint — signage, price structure, and so on. You can also buy your beer by the masskrug, should you wish.

]]> By: Bailey http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1029 Bailey Fri, 25 Apr 2008 19:00:28 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1029 Hmm. I know not everyone is as excited about this kind of thing as me, but that's a *lovely* glass your beer was served in. Hmm. I know not everyone is as excited about this kind of thing as me, but that’s a *lovely* glass your beer was served in.

]]> By: The Beer Nut http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1028 The Beer Nut Fri, 25 Apr 2008 15:20:11 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1028 I think the vowel lengthening may just be a feature of the Galway accent. Hooker meaning "prostitute" is an Americanism and not in common usage in Ireland. It's used far more in reference to the position of the same name on a rugby field than any other, er, gentleman's pastime. I think the vowel lengthening may just be a feature of the Galway accent. Hooker meaning “prostitute” is an Americanism and not in common usage in Ireland. It’s used far more in reference to the position of the same name on a rugby field than any other, er, gentleman’s pastime.

]]> By: jophan http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1027 jophan Fri, 25 Apr 2008 14:52:30 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1027 I don't know where the word hooker comes from either, but it predates the name for easy women. They used to be pronounced identically, but I've heard that the Irish today exaggerate the length of the oo in hooker to distinguish it from the other hooker. (Nó cad a deir tú, a Bheer Nuit?) I don’t know where the word hooker comes from either, but it predates the name for easy women. They used to be pronounced identically, but I’ve heard that the Irish today exaggerate the length of the oo in hooker to distinguish it from the other hooker. (Nó cad a deir tú, a Bheer Nuit?)

]]> By: The Beer Nut http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1026 The Beer Nut Fri, 25 Apr 2008 14:40:31 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1026 The management of the Bull & Castle take a dim view of punters singing or thumping the tables. Your lassie wouldn't have lasted long here, Alan. Especially not if I'm trying to enjoy the company of a Hooker nearby (which I usually am). I definitely second the point about how important this place is for anyone looking for decent beer in Dublin. There is simply nowhere else like it. Knut, I'm not surprised at all by your apparent trustworthiness and approachability. I've seen you make a succinct gesture which perfectly, and silently, conveyed the message: "If you don't get over that railway footbridge in the next 25 seconds, you will be spending the night in Hackney." The management of the Bull & Castle take a dim view of punters singing or thumping the tables. Your lassie wouldn’t have lasted long here, Alan. Especially not if I’m trying to enjoy the company of a Hooker nearby (which I usually am).

I definitely second the point about how important this place is for anyone looking for decent beer in Dublin. There is simply nowhere else like it.

Knut, I’m not surprised at all by your apparent trustworthiness and approachability. I’ve seen you make a succinct gesture which perfectly, and silently, conveyed the message: “If you don’t get over that railway footbridge in the next 25 seconds, you will be spending the night in Hackney.”

]]> By: Alan http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/2008/04/25/post-231-in-which-the-hero-is-introduced-to-a-galway-hooker/#comment-1025 Alan Fri, 25 Apr 2008 14:18:47 +0000 http://knutalbert.wordpress.com/?p=311#comment-1025 I love the long tables and benches. In my old hometown of Halifax, this was common but here in central Canada unknown. If it were not for the long tables of my old home sea port, it would not have been possible for me to have witnessed an undergrad soccer playing lassie pal of mine walk down a table top one Friday night expertly kicking a succession of empty glasses to be smashed on the stone wall beyond. I love the long tables and benches. In my old hometown of Halifax, this was common but here in central Canada unknown. If it were not for the long tables of my old home sea port, it would not have been possible for me to have witnessed an undergrad soccer playing lassie pal of mine walk down a table top one Friday night expertly kicking a succession of empty glasses to be smashed on the stone wall beyond.

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