What looked like quite a nice
establishment from the outside ended up being a bit of a dive. We walked
underneath the canopy and up the steps and redirected through a side-door and
back down the steps which tried to create the impression of stepping into a
cellar. A long wooden bar with twenty hand pulls was presented in front of us,
and if I was on my own I would have loved to have sat at the bar to chat with the
locals. However, we were mostly there to dine, and so we got shown to a room
full of tables in the backroom surrounded by brewery memorabilia adorning the
walls. I ordered a homemade burger and was quite tempted by a hand-pulled beer;
though they all looked expensive and very strong. In the end I was given a
leather-bound handbook and I selected an IPA brewed by the Eye brewery.
Meanwhile, mother chose a cider which she wasn’t too fond of.
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