Right! This joint up the West End was in no small part to my missus, who assured me that Stravaigin on Gibson Street had Samuel Adams Boston lager on draft. Well, it does not!!
To any Yanks reading this pish, in your money, a 355ml bottle (no idea what that is in ounces) was 5 dollars.
My brother-in-law Kevin has no doubt fell aff his chair. Anyway, it's a good beer.
This bar looks good but just does not achieve. There is a candle where the fire should be.
The only British drink on draft is Best, which is not my cup o tea.
Anyway, going strong.
If anyone gives a crap, this is the first bar I've been to that gives you their WiFi number on their receipt.
I have no idea what the point of this blog is, other than it takes me five minutes to read my paper of choice cover to cover.
Monday 30 April 2012
The Wise Monkey
The Wise Monkey.
What can I say, great name for a pub. It's been my experience that there is only one wise monkey, but let's not be adult and responsible yet.
First impressions: old man's bar converted to meet student needs. Smells like fish and chips. Got Led Zepplin on.
Bar's big, gantry filled with cheap vodka and apple sours and aftershock.
I am sat drinking a pint of Hobgoblin, which may be my favourite dark beer of all time. Hard to find it on draft outside of England. Anyway, it was £3.80, well worth it.
'Stairway to Heaven' is on. Loving it!
P.S. Writing this dribble on a phone with predictive text is more difficult than you would think after four pints, and that fact I can't spell doesn't help hhhaAaa
What can I say, great name for a pub. It's been my experience that there is only one wise monkey, but let's not be adult and responsible yet.
First impressions: old man's bar converted to meet student needs. Smells like fish and chips. Got Led Zepplin on.
Bar's big, gantry filled with cheap vodka and apple sours and aftershock.
I am sat drinking a pint of Hobgoblin, which may be my favourite dark beer of all time. Hard to find it on draft outside of England. Anyway, it was £3.80, well worth it.
'Stairway to Heaven' is on. Loving it!
P.S. Writing this dribble on a phone with predictive text is more difficult than you would think after four pints, and that fact I can't spell doesn't help hhhaAaa
The Belle
Well, I stepped out the Oran Mhor stepped right and right again. Best not to think too much about where your next beer's coming from, Glasgow always provides.
Anywhoo, ended up in a bar called 'The Belle' on Great Western Rd. I found this place by accident last year as it was pudding it down. I thought how bad can it be, so I stepped in for a pint. It was my first ever pint of Brooklyn lager. I've been back since, but they discontinued it for a while. Anyway, they have it back again, £4.40 an f'nn pint but they have an open fire roaring and crazy ass music on. Which can only be described as a cross between funk and old school jazz. It makes for a bizarre atmosphere.
This bar seems to be frequented by students whose parents have too much money. The gantry is small; they seem to prefer rum over whisky. Cocktails and wine is the order of the day here, although their draft is short on selection, it's random in what is has to offer.
Balls to it. I like this bar just for the open roaring fire that's popping away.
Anywhoo, ended up in a bar called 'The Belle' on Great Western Rd. I found this place by accident last year as it was pudding it down. I thought how bad can it be, so I stepped in for a pint. It was my first ever pint of Brooklyn lager. I've been back since, but they discontinued it for a while. Anyway, they have it back again, £4.40 an f'nn pint but they have an open fire roaring and crazy ass music on. Which can only be described as a cross between funk and old school jazz. It makes for a bizarre atmosphere.
This bar seems to be frequented by students whose parents have too much money. The gantry is small; they seem to prefer rum over whisky. Cocktails and wine is the order of the day here, although their draft is short on selection, it's random in what is has to offer.
Balls to it. I like this bar just for the open roaring fire that's popping away.
Oran Mhor
Trying something different today. Had my usual pint of Brooklyn in Max's Bar on Queen Street, then hopped on the Clockwork Orange up to Hillead in the West End. Thought I would try the Oran Mhor for a jar.
Old converted church, it has a good selection of foreign beers on draft and a couple of guest ales. I decided on trying a pint of Kellburn Gold Ale. £3.45 a pint, not too bad for ale and it's going down a treat. They have a fine gantry of whiskies but dissapointingly, they do not have Tennents lager. Oh well.
The ale is nice and tepid and I must be the youngest in here by about 20 years.
Time to supp up and move.
Old converted church, it has a good selection of foreign beers on draft and a couple of guest ales. I decided on trying a pint of Kellburn Gold Ale. £3.45 a pint, not too bad for ale and it's going down a treat. They have a fine gantry of whiskies but dissapointingly, they do not have Tennents lager. Oh well.
The ale is nice and tepid and I must be the youngest in here by about 20 years.
Time to supp up and move.
Monday 23 April 2012
Start
I thought I would get this underway. I have started this blog for a little sanity, to look back on, in the not too distant future. This is for me and my mistress; Glasgow in all her rugged, mischievous splendour ;-)
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