Pub Crawling

I went out on a pubcrawl last week with an awesome buddy of mine. Codename Owlbear is a giant of a man who has the mere definition of "An empty barrel" inside him, only used to accumulate vast quantities of alcohol. My theory is he needs it to produce bellowing laughter and disdain for most of humanity. Seriously, who can blame him?

He's also a bit touchy (hurrr) with physical contact.

We started the pub crawl in an Irish bar called Waxy o'Connors near Leicester square. It's a great and vast bar, littered with quaint Irish paraphernalia. "Druidic" Codename Owlbear called it. And one can see his point there as the large (and fake we found out) tree dominates the centre of the pub. Combined with brown tones it creates this weird earthy feel.

And that's as far as the drivel about the design goes since I'm not an interior decorator, and neither do I care much for it.

The next trip took us to Chinatown, where situated among Dim Sum bars and windows covered in mummified ducks, gives way to De Hems. De Hems is a Dutch bar, and don't ask us what the connection is with Chinatown as it makes as much sense as a bacon shop in Jerusalem.

De Hems is a great bar though if you're looking for Dutch or Belgian speciality beers. And as you may know, Belgian speciality beers usually come in 8 to 10 degrees so they offer a nice kick. I had a Kwak, a quaint little beer in a glass what is likely even more quaint. Unfortunately it didn't come in one of those wooden holsters. Probably on purpose since otherwise I would have gladly given it a new home. Codename Bourbon is an alcoholic magpie you see. 

I recommended the Chimay Blue to my vastly superior drinking buddy. A Chimay is a Belgian trappist, a sort of dark authentic ale and one of the best of its kind as well. A drink of depth and subtle favour. With it's 8.5 degrees also not a drink for the weak.

The prices in the bar are reasonable as well. Still expensive, but not as bad as you would think for imported beer. Dutch food, although bordering on greasy insanity, has some really great beer snacks; all deep fried and full of cholesterol. Allow me to recommend you readers the Bitterballs in particular.

We also met some French bloke, who managed to pack all of his local stereotypes in one gay package. It was so remarkable that I offered him a white napkin. I was told his kind has great affinity in its use: both in war, as behind closed doors. Codename Bugbear seemed quite amused by that fact. Although he may have just been admiring the well-pronounced bosom of a nearby patron.

After De Hems we visited yet another Irishly themed bar called the Toucan. For those who can't place the link already (You may now drown your head in a bucket of the black stuff if that's the case) It's obviously a guiness bar. The pub packs a good guiness and certainly some of the best I've drank in London. But having said that ... I can't think of anything else to add in its advantage either. 

After all those traditional bars we kicked it up a notch and decided to visit two of London's nearby Rock and Metal pubs. The first one was called the Intrepid Fox. It's the reanimated corpse of a previous bar with the same name. A seedy and shambling shadow of its former namesake's glory. A bar so seedy, you probably have a one in ten chance exiting the bar with herpes. The usual tatted up tiny barmaid was there as well, I barely recognized her at first since for once she was not dancing on top of the bar like a 10-year old girl trying to please daddy. The bar also happened to be visited that day by a fourty-to-fifty year-old typical English bloke .... with vampire teeth. It would've been freaking hilarious if it wasn't so damn pathetic and embarrassing. I can imagine the discussion at home:

"Where is daddy mommy?" "

"Daddy is just being a ponce looking for some emo arse atm sweety" 

Even IF you would happen to be a vampire at that age with those looks, it could only be some form of sadistic punishment of a rather cynic God. I'll have to admit though, it takes a certain type of cajones to go about looking like a tosser. ... gay cajones.

For the last bar we went (I'm 100% sure that at that point I more or less crawled my way) to the Crobar. That however turned out to be a bigger disapointment than George Bush writing his own soliloquis. That place was so rundown I think I'm struck with ... amnesia . Truthfully however, that is probably due to being completely and utterly drunk. Although Subject Owlbear informed me all I've missed apparently were "a bunch of fat chicks"

so meh...

Codename Bourbon signing off

The Shoreditch Review

Shoreditch is a nice place to unwind and sample some delectable cocktails. Our latest trip bought us to the not-so-originally-named The Shoreditch venue. From the outside the bar looks, well, ... pretty tacky to be honest with all the bright blue lights. Really the front of this bar would fit in just perfect in Soho.
Inside the decoration is veritable mix and match. You can find fake African statuettes, a ship's figurehead, heck, there is even a dead tiger on the ceiling. First I thought I was already drunk and mistaking the floor with the ceiling (again) but nope, there was a real tiger skin bolted to the ceiling.
The theme seems to be exotic, but more in the sense of cheap exotic fruit juice that you buy at those Turkish shops than real outlandish and beautiful art. Shoreditch art students failing again. Have I also mentioned there's a dead tiger pelt on the ceiling? Inevitably staring right through your soul.
For some reason there's also packets of ice on the floor. Go figure.

Oh yeh, the drinks. The Shoreditch is so far the only cocktail bar where we've managed to uncontrollably giggle and roar after reading the menu. We might as well have been reading the Joker's evil cocktail menu. If you ever want to waste your monthly wages people, just go to this bar and order yourself a Tiger's Head. Cost? 800£. It's ok though, because you can share it with 10 ... Seriously though, for that price I expect to bathe in my drinks, poured by a harem of virgins dressed as princess Leila (You know which dress, truly you know) while being read, ... no, cantated, poetry from William Blake.
Anyway we decided NOT to take the Tiger's Head and instead opted for a Planet of the Apes and a Bees Knees. As outrageous as some prices were, we got the Happy Hour deal and it was only 10£ for those two. For that price we found the drinks very agreeable and acceptable.
The Planet of the Apes is a cocktail made from rum and banana juice. A pretty well balanced cocktail with the taste of rum right there in the front seat of your taste buds. It also came in an awesome porcelain barrel mug. I've never seen Subject T look so happy except maybe for that one time he had dozed off on the tube, dreaming of punching David Cameron square in the mouth.

The Bees Knees is an excellent summer drink. The glass was frosty it almost came straight from the ice-age.  Although the menu says it's a cocktail of gin and honey, there's a very pleasant taste of lime all throughout the drink. Turning this into a marvellous refreshing and smooth drink.

We had a great time in The Shoreditch, apart from mocking the drinks and furniture we leaned back enjoying our cocktails. Meanwhile nodding to the beats of some smooth reggae. Unfortunately we were told that the princess is in another bar



Subject Bourbon signing off

Heineken: The Date

Normally the effect of lager on Subject T has about the same result as feeding a gremlin after midnight. Really it makes smuggling him in bars that much more fun and challenging. Also, in all honestly yours truly may have likened Heineken to less than reputable liquids in the past...

But still ...

We've recently came upon this video and it is worth watching, you can watch it here:



Worth mentioning about this whoppingly big-budget commercial is that it was shot here in London, and features an interesting marriage between a Chinatown restaurant-annex-theatre with a funky (and franky awesome) Bollywood tune from my local Indian take-away.
It is noteworthy to showcase beer and lager in a setting that many would rather link to the world of mixers and champagne instead. Inadvertently deeming beer more fit to the seedy underworld of dark-lit pubs and sports events. Both Stella and Heineken are doing a good job advertising beer as a social and responsible drink, and they deserve merit for that.

And with that, cheers!




Subject Bourbon, sponsored by Heineken, signing off.

G-g-g-g-g-Ghost Ship @ The Shacklewell Arms

What a fantastic day. I understand that Bourbon was busy elsewhere and that Ms Bourbon was involved,  so I seem to be doing a lot of lone drinking at the moment. I am okay with this in my pursuit of the single life,  for what can you do other than enjoy life? And read books. And fall down drunk. Still okay with this.

The Shacklewell Arms:  There was a free BBQ and the promise of lots of Stoner music. That was the hook,  the hook ran deep. Bone marrow deep. The pub looks rundown, but don't fooled by that appearance or if you see me in the street - we prefer terms such as 'careworn' and 'character'. The BBQ was provided by the Pacific Social Club based in Hackney. It was, a damn fine BBQ. The secret ingredient to all BBQs is now yoghurt. It's not a joke. Get some ground pine nuts in there too and a bit of salad with a bit of meat. Yoghurt. huh. It makes everything delicious ... apart from yoghurt itself.


The music was via a DJ who bore a slight resemblance to Gandalf  The White just with some tats and a vest.. It was very awesome. I got to read Carl Sagan's Contact and rock out to stoner and prog rock and drink bitter. Honestly, it was that awesome. Most importantly, no one gave a crap whether you lived or died. They were there for one thing only. The BBQ. Maybe to talk toot among themselves, but the BBQ was the hook.

There was a good selection of beers available; the usual lagers, guiness, cider, two ales, one very nice bitter. One ale and the bitter were from Adnams. Copper Dragon is worth an honorable mention here and it is worth seeking this tasty ale out, it is very nice. Very, very nice and most palatable. I confess, this day I drank to excess and woke up at home at 5am facedown, minus my magic jeans and surrealistic underpants that had dissapeared at some point leading to an added deeper layer of confusion.


Having said that, enjoyed two pints of Adnams Ghost Ship and more so when it was poured into a proper old pint jug. Those glasses are great.  Look to your right for a glimpse of a great glass. When you're done you can either steal it or pretend its a hand grenade: These glasses are much tougher than the regular ones and much easier on the wrist - so you can drink and fight all day with them.


Ghost Ship is a pale ale. My gods, it is a refreshing drink. It's like a lemon and a lime fucked and the bastard offspring became an angel and then that angelic 'lemime' got squished and put into a beer. It's a very, very fine beer. Its very mild - i guess you could complain that it doesn't have an 'Ale' character but quite frankly, I would punch you in the mouth until you accept that it is delicious, packed with citrus taste and Vitamin R for Refreshment.


I actually recommend you get some of this down you as soon as you can for this reason; Adnams Ghost Ship is a seasonal beer and only available from May to October. They do not make it all the time. They should. It's really nice. Hot sunny day, neck a pint of this down. Cold winter day, neck a pint of this down for breakfast. Everything is better this way. Even those awkward mornings.


It cost me £3.60 for a pint which is a bit much really but what the hell, anything is better than a lager. Big bag of Twiglets cost me £1, but you know what makes up for all of that?


That's right. The music was excellent and, did I mention that there was a free BBQ? A really good BBQ?


I heartily rate Adnams Ghost Ship with a 9/10. Now GO my sweet tumours and get some of that in you. Your taste buds will dance the Dance Macabre in praise


T signing off with much power, peace and love

Drunk Geeks @ Drunken Monkey

For once I traded in Codename T for Misses Bourbon. And I'll have to admit I finally had someone good to look at. After all, Codename T is the person who single-handedly turned a paperbag into not only a valid, but also a necessitated fashion accessory for him. But I jest, Codename T is a character, chiseled out of pure marble by the fists of Hephaestus himself.
But I digress. Misses Bourbon is an expert in Asian food and Dim Sum in particular. An appropriated feat seeing as we were headed to The Drunken Monkey. A cocktail bar annex Dim Sum restaurant in Shoreditch. From the start the bar was set high. But did Drunken Monkey pass our gruelling tests?
Short answer? Yes, although not without shortcomings.


The Venue:

The bar/restaurant looks great with the red Chinese lanterns and wooden finish on the tables and walls. The music was modern and non-Asian which is actually a perfect decision as Asian music would have made it REALLY tacky. The venue was a bit loud but altogether it had a great atmosphere which surely made Codename Bourbon score points.


The Food:

All dishes came were well proportioned and were overall quite tasty.
"The Siu Mai came from frozen packages" Misses Bourbon immediately muttered as she dug into the first of the batch. And sure enough, I believe I have some of these stuck in my freezer somewhere. Way On brand I believe? VERY Bad Monkey. I myself was not entirely impressed by the chicken lettuce parcel, somehow getting a separate plate with 4 lettuce leaves makes me wonder what I'm supposed to do with those? A few more cocktails and I could see myself throw them as the new vegetarian frisbees. (ninja-style baby) The vegetables in it though were nice and crunchy and the dish itself tasted good, but it felt a bit too much like eating a chicken noodle soup ... with lettuce leaves.

The chicken wings were nicely fried and salty. The ribs were succulent and delicious, and best of all: they came with lots of meat to gnaw off. That's why I order ribs you know, to gnaw off juicy marinated meat. Hate it when you get those tiny bony ribs where you feel you need to suck the marrow out just out of sheer necessity. Cheers for that Monkey, excellent job.
The piece-de-resistance though was surely the fried squid. Doused with just the exact right amount of chili, garlic and salt, yum. Then fried to perfection. The bowl of squid was in my honest opinion of a higher quality than what you would get in some Chinatown places. And Misses Bourbon has a similar opinion.


The Drinks:

But the drinks, because that's why I came here.

Black Rose:

Black Rose is a cocktail made from Four Roses bourbon, cherry liqueur, and a finish of prosecco.
Overall this was a well-balanced cocktail and I loved how even though this screams sweet, the prosecco gave it a mild sour finish. All flavours are well in-tune and it makes for a lovely drink! It looks good to with the three marinated cherries topped on the ice.






Simian Features:




This is the house signature drink, it's an exotic cocktail made from El Dorado rum, with pineapple and passion fruit juice, topped-up with soda and with fresh basil leaves.

What struck me first was how good this drink looks with the passion seeds. A real eye-catcher of a drink.
The taste itself is wonderful. A rich fruity taste which again is not too sweet, a hint of sourness from the passion fruit too. The basil gave it a more spicy hint which became much more dominant as the drink was finishing. A sad realization as this drink has now become one of my favourites.


My only negative point was perhaps a bit too much ice in the drinks (does a diet coke really need 10 ice-cubs?) And in the case of the Simian Features, perhaps not crushed enough. But let those rather minor details not get us carried away from the main finding, namely the fact that Drunken Monkey serves some class-A drinks that soothe the taste-buds, even while dining on Dim-sum!

Drunk Geeks @ Bar Polski

In a previous article we mentioned finding Spiritual Bar tucked away in a side-street in Camden. In the same category of Hidden Gems we present to you: Bar Polski near New Oxford Street. The bar could possibly not be hidden any worse. In a side-street of a side-street that would make the most notorious rapist glimmer with anticipation.

As the name suggests Bar Polski is a very modern and stylish Polish bar dedicated to wodka spirits and mixers. Their assortment is absolutely incredible, ranging from pure distilled potato-based vodka to the famous Zubrowka to melon-flavoured spirits. Polish bar has it all.

The bar itself is extremely stylish with lounge-based music and has the option to try out some polish-based local cuisine. Drunk Geeks surely recommend the Bigos.

Our only complaint? Mixing the spirits with just soda gets tiring rather fast. There was a bit of a lack of variation from the mixers from our bartender. Or a lack of passion for his trade?

Codename Bourbon signing off.

Drunk Geeks @ The Hide Bar

The Drunk Geeks went on to visit a fine cocktail establishment called Hide Bar near London Bridge. Surprised that there was still a great bar we had not visited yet in that area. Rather to our embarassment we found.

The bar was a professional cocktail establishment with a quirky 70's prefab ceiling and a dedication to quality drinks ranging from cocktails (hurr durr) to freshly ground organic coffee. The food was tasty and varied. We definitely recommend the Saffron and chorizo arancini and the goat's cheese and spinach in filo pastry. Om nom nom...

The staff seemed well-trained and eager to help a customer in finding a drink, or varying the recipe to his need. We were served by the delightful charming Nastasia and the skillful quirky Sam.

Sam was a highly skilled and stylish. Shaking and pouring our drinks with a superb dexterity. He made us a Death in the Afternoon, and an Old-Fashioned.Nastasia was helpful, humble and rather well-skilled at finding our ideal cocktails, coming up with a Blood & Sand and a great smoky mezcal & Campari.

If you ask us, they were the Yin and Yang of a rather perfectionist cocktail evening

Our top drinks were:

- A chili-infused raspberry martini

Codename B: You taste the fruity and sweet raspberries first and then immediately that fiery kick of chili that fuses almost seamlessly with the vodka.
Codename T: A simply amazing cocktail


- Death in the Afternoon:

Codename T: My poison of choice, good choice to go for the narrow glass


- Old-fashioned:

Codename B: I love that sweet bourbon with the fresh zest of that grapefuit. Great adaptation Sam!





And with that, Codename Bourbon signing off

Efficacious hang over remedies

Sometimes it happens to the best of us, we drink too much and we forget and have a bad time.

You may be aware of this sensation, maybe not. If you've never had a hangover then, my phantasm, you are blessed. We will sing songs of your glory and triumph over the beast that lurks in us all always waiting, scratching at the door for release after that second to last shot


My favourite hang over remedy is pretty simple, it requires one litre of water, one seriously strong black coffee and twenty minutes. These are the instructions which are to be followed to the letter with no deviation. This is important:



Drink the water
Drink the coffee
Spend twenty minutes on your bed crying softly ' my god, my god, what have I done'



I find this to be a most excellent remedy to most self perpetrated ills. Honest maria, give it a go next time you drink to excess.



Please do write in with your remedies detailing what do, how do and time required. You may win a pint


Codename T, signing off with a furious hangover but still much peace, power and love to you

~~ Celebrate life with Rickstasy ~~

In England, possibly the rest of the world, the media spends a lot of time building a celebrities fame and character in the public eye before suddenly demonising or mocking. When that person dies, the media usually performs a hard 180 and sets the pace for the nations guilt and mourning with constant reminders for a month before the pattern is repeated with a fresher faced celebrity.

It's a roller coaster ride for the celebrity, compounded and worsened by any existing 'problems' that the media will dig through tons of raw sewage for evidence thereof.

Amy Winehouse has died; she had a great voice, some real personality, some addictions and some poor choices. She also had a great taste in booze, in memorium I'd like to encourage the blog readers to celebrate Amy Winehouse's life with her 'favourite' delicious and potent cocktail.

It's called a Rickstasy

You will need:

• 1 shot of Baileys
• 1 shot of Banana liqueur
• 1 shot of Southern Comfort
• 3 shots of Vodka

You will need to:

• Pour the shots over ice
• Stir it
• Drink it

So, there it is. Whatever you're doing today, get yourself one of these and celebrate life. Have managed two before needing a little sleepy on the sofa

Codename T, signing off with much power, peace and love

Caipirinhas @ Spiritual Bar

In London you have every so often the opportunity to find those hidden gems of a pub/bar. Completely tucked away in a little sidestreet near a huge shopping road. They make the search for a good venue that much worth it however!
Last weekend we had the privilige of walking into Spiritual, a Brazilian bar in Camden dedicated to Cachaça, and the country's flagship cocktail: the Caipirinha.

The bar itself was a bit small but was packed full of atmosphere and, we were told, had space for musical events. Although sadly not on Sundays it seemed. The staff itself was friendly, social, and perhaps most importantly: passionate about their trade.

Downside was the little wonky table which can be rather problematic when you're drinking shots. And gauging from the sticky surface that's the exact same sentiments of its previous occupants.

The spirit of the house was Germana: 

This cachaça -which unlike rum is made from fresh cane juice- had a beautiful golden colour that hinted at its exceptional sweet taste. The drink itself had a great palate for a spirit and ended with a smooth finish.

The Caipirinha's in the bar were traditionally made and shaken. A fact which as far as caipirinhas are concerned, is unfortunately a rare thing nowadays. They tasted fresh and the balance of all the ingredients was a perfect match. A truly great cocktail. To top it off it was only 3£ during Happy Hour which made both our wallets and taste buds go ecstatic.

We found it to to be the perfect ending for a warm and sunny day. 

~*~ Cocktail of the NOW ~*~

The image you are viewing is of a Salty Dog cocktail with Gin. I promise you this friends, it is a great cocktail and most importantly; the easiest you will ever, ever make. And it's delicious.

What you need:

Gin (or vodka if you prefer)
Grapefruit juice
Salt
A glass

What you do:

Apply salt to the rim of a glass
Add a shot or two of gin (or vodka)
add two shots of grapefruit juice
drink

See, that was so very easy and entirely delicious. It's a great cocktail, sour and salty. I use Gordons gin in mine but Hendricks is very nice, mix it up a little; try different brands until you find the one you like. The same with the grapefruit juice, freshly squeezed is the best but from concentrate is still good.

Personally, I managed three of these before I had to have a  little sleepy

Give it a go and drop us a line with your own cocktail recipes - we'll try them and write about them

Codename T signing off with much power, peace and love

Vodka: food or alcohol?

Quite late at night yesterday after our beertasting trip I read http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-14232970
It's not just a stereotype to think of a mad Russian with one (?) vodka bottle in his hand. After all, how else could we explain this:



This isn't the first time Russia undertook action against a heavy drinking culture either. Their first one being to double the price of the oh-so-cheap wodka. http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/russia-starts-year-with-war-on-cheap-vodka-1855406.html
And we need to see the latest (only on the surface surreal) action of making beer legally alcohol and not food, in the same light as a government trying to put the lid on an exploding kettle of binge-drinking.
Fruitless really but let's not get into that hornet's nest.

This double-edged knife of wodka and beer seems all too familar however http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gin_and_Beer

Back in ye olde 19th centure gin was the most popular drink as it too was cheap, and got you drunk far quicker. Up to a moment where the government was promoting beer because ... it was more nutritious to the poor.

And all this writing now has made me hungry, ... or was it thirsty?


Codename B signing off

Bitters @ The Kings Arms

Such an archetypical pubname immediately evokes a "ye olde" pub atmosphere and this pub had it all: Some old English landscape paintings, a brass bar, red tapestries, and a few bar wenches thrown in for good measure.
We met some fellow beer-loving tourists and after exchanging some advice and having had T questioned on his accent, we departed much the wiser.

Oh yes, the bitters, here they are:

SUSSEX BEST:

The Flagship bitter of the Harveys brewery in Sussex and winner of several awards. This one is certainly worthy yet we found it a tad too dominant in its pallate.

Codename B: Slight hint of citrus, and a strong, dominantly bitter palate with a lingering typical bitter aftertaste
Codename T: Very refreshing, citrus, hint of salt. Strong aftertaste. Moistlike finish.

FLOWERS:

Flowers Original, A.B.V. 4% Our absolute favourite of the day, this bitter was a nice and fruity gem and had an exquisitely mild yet deep aftertaste.

Codename T: sweet & chocolate and flowery bouquet. Nice dry finish.
Codename B: Packs a wonderful flavour. Nice sweet and full taste. Fruity undertone and well balanced all-round

~~ T.E.A 4.2% Traditional English Ale ~~ Neat

T.E.A @ The Lord Clyde, Clenham Street

We were strolling around and we found this pretty expansive pub tucked away down a side street. It looked neat and had some friendly faces on the outside, the regulars were friendly and bearded. Still, a massive sausage fest. The bar staff were neat and very friendly. It was like walking into an old gents pub...Infact, it was walking into an old gents pub - wood panelling everywhere. Perhaps a shotgun beneath the counter. Dart boards. Photo's of the Empire at and it's engineering triumphs. It was okay

THE BEER: TEA Traditional English Ale (ABV 4.2%). It's brewed by The Hogs Back Brewery down in Tongham, Surrey. TEA is The Hogs flagship ale. We agreed:

Codename B : Liquorice, sweet earthy taste.Good finish. Tasty

Codename T : Sweet, light and fruity. Lovely bitter.

OFFICIAL DESCRIPTION:
The brewery’s flagship ale is pale brown, with a hoppy and slightly fruity aroma supported by malt in the taste. A well crafted, bittersweet beer with a long dry finish. A classic Best Bitter.


This was a great beer, really enjoyable and we debated whether it could be drunk all day. . Possibly. Hogback people, if you are reading this; our compliments! if you'd like to send us some samples, we'll gladly review them

PRICE GUIDE:Around £6 for two pints and a pack of peanuts. Salted. Quite acceptable

Codename T: Signing off with much power & love to you

~~Moondance 4.2% Best Bitter~~ HOWLing at the cost

MOONDANCE @ The Goldsmith SE1


We walked into the pub and it was a good atmosphere, a bit small, a massive sausage fest but nicely decorated. "Homely" Codename B would say, "Bored" Codename T would say. Unlike most of the pubs in London Bridge, it did not smell bad and the barstaff were keen on the constant cleaning of all the wipable surfaces. There were real potted plants dotted around and some nice leather furniture. Quite tasteful. It did give the impression that we, two geeks, were outdside of our economic league. The food menu was excellent and very varied but srsly, can anyone answer what the obsession with baked camembert is?*

THE BEER:  Moondance 4.2 % ABV - it's brewed by the Triple FFF Brewery in Hampshire. It won awards in 2002, 2009 and 2010 for being the best bitter. We disagreed:

Codename B : Light, citrus as a first taste and a strong bitter aftertaste. 6/10

Codename T : Sour, bitter, chemical with a trace of spoiled fruit. 3/10

Official description: One of our original recipes, amber coloured best bitter with copious amounts of Cascade hops. Wonderfully aromatic floral nose balanced by a gentle bitterness with a hint of sweetness. No wonder this beer has won the most awards of all the beers in our range.

Perhaps it was the pub? If anyone from Triple FFF Brewery is reading this, please send us a sample of the beer as it should be and we'll gladly retract our negative review. We like free things

* If you know what the obsession is, please write us - you will win a free pint and the pleasure of our company.Email in with your answers


PRICE GUIDE: For two pints of Moondance and some peanuts it cost a whopping £8.50. We were way out of our league here. We had an informative discussion regarding processors and graphic cards

Codename T: signing off with much love & power to you

Drunk Geeks - First Go

GENTLEMEN!! LADIES!!

Drunk Geeks is a new blog written by geeks who like to drink beer. what you must know is this; not all beer is good - some is excellent, some is mediocre and some is chemical death.

In this blog, we will present you with our opinions of not just the pint but the pub itself. We do not limit ourselves to just beer though. Sometimes we have cocktails. Mostly we drink lots of beer and discuss the imponderable. Over time, we will work on the presentation of this blog and fill it with mixed media - simply because we can.


A little bit about the team:

Codename B: Is equipped with a full beard, biting wit and a formidable knowledge of computers, programming, and linguistics. He sometimes takes momentos.

Codename T: Is equipped with an indepth knowledge of out of date sci-fi, a passable knowledge of computers and a squint. He sometimes dresses erratically.