J.D Wetherspoon = Home of Hoppy: The Silk Kite, Tamworth.. http://www.tamworthblog.co.uk/2009/0...-blogs-review/
A hefty beer weekend ended what was a rather barren week even if it did mean a night on the Fosters on Saturday. I think if I have to pick one it will be the Hopdaeman Incubus at the Paper Moon, Dartford, firstly because it was a pretty decent pint, secondly because it has opened my eyes to a previously unknown local brewery and thirdly because I can't remember what the hell I had yesterday apart from some 43% industrial brandy brought back from the landlord's ski trip to Bulgaria...or something like that.
My BOTW goes to: Brian Turner, Amber Ale.
Yesterday's Maidstone session consisted of Brains, SA, Harvey's Best, Fullers London Porter, Masterbrew and err...
As well as the Best, several other Harvey's ales were consumed, though I don't recognise any of the names on ratebeer.com!
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I spent most of the week driving around France, so I thought I would have to submit a Wine of the Week instead, but thankfully I was able to pop down to Poole on Friday and spend a bit of time in the Brew House, which is home to beers from the Milk Street Brewery. I really enjoyed their stout which I think was called Zig Zag, but my BOTW goes to Milk Street Mermaid - an insanely drinkable hoppy beer which I'll be on the look out for in the future.
My BOTW, in fact my only beer of the week, was a pi$$-poor pint of White Horse 'Wayland Smithy' yesterday, in a particularly dreary Lloyd's Bar. Its supposed biscuit and spicy hop characteristics were completely negated by the fact it was served freezing cold. Hopefully, a much better week to come.
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'And where he supped the past lived still. And where he sipped the glass brimmed full' John Barleycorn, Carol Ann Duffy.
Yes, well, I was slightly concerned that I had already knocked back 6 before we left The Pilot!
I actually think 9 pints is the most I have ever drank in a single session!
I am incredibly grateful for the lift, btw. If I had got the train from Dartford, I would have probably got on the wrong train and ended up at Charing Cross! I barely recognized my own mother when I got in! I recall attempting to eat something before hitting the sack. I was probably fast asleep by the time the pair of you got back.