Thursday, April 21, 2005

banana bread beer

you know what i think about charles wells? bombardier? well i seem to remember it's plesant enough, but the marketing stinks; selling a product as the national drink is bad enough, but considering wells make most of their money from domestic copies of foreign brands (such as kirin) it seems incredibly cheeky.

but i needed to get my bill over a fiver so i could use my card, so i bought a bottle of BBB, knowing i'd drink it eventually (well, if i leave booze around the house, it has a habit of disappearing). it's definately banana-ery, that's pretty much all the flavour i got out of it, quite possibly because of my garlic/mushroom/kindey bean/cabbage/herbs/soy sauce/pasta fry).

this is backed up by me finishing jess's stella, which i normally hate, and not noticing any flavour at all.

Monday, April 18, 2005

miller vs. kronenbourg

going to the freebutt last thursday left me with a perplexing decision - i couldn't remember which one of these was better(and you can hardly get miller anywhere). the miller proved very drinkable, almost pleasant, whilst i have finally realised kronenbourg (which i ended up having later in the evening) is a pretty poor lager. not much better than foster's or carling. it's fine in a snakey-b though. why has it taken me so long to give up on kronenbourg? how many times have i drank it as a second choice and been disappointed? it's the power of marketing.

also: Ch'ti brune, drank from the bottle on the level. this didn't really have much going for it, but nothing at all against it. it was fine in every respect. i'd like to try it from a glass, most things are better with a nose.

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

a belgian duet

at the greys last night, so i became a belgian-a-holic for the night.
had two well-known and much loved beers, but since i'm chronicoling this from recent times, i thought i'd better write them up for completeness:

Duvel
fantastic.

Kwak
fantastic.

Tuesday, April 05, 2005

marston's pedigree

at the greyhound: awful. like bad piss shandy. i couldn't finish my pint.
i may have had another pint that was drinkable, the day after, at the george in alstonefield (it was labelled as such) but it may have been burtonwood bitter which is what i asked for, with a mis-labeled frontage.