Arhus, Denmark

To rub it in, the Casablanca had not got any vacant seats (although small). We had deprived ourselves of a beer all day and thought "what the heck", we need a beer and got 'sucked in'.

Well, what was it?

It was a Tuborg 'so called' special lager. I cannot remember the name. Nothing special and rather lifeless.

Grim.

So, it is just the same as all lagers then.

Dave

You could definitely say that.

What's this "all lagers" about? Are you claiming that a bland pale lager like everyday Carlsberg or Tuborg is the same thing as a small- batch Franconian Kellerbier lager? FTM, have you ever had Tuborg's Porter - which is also a lagered beer?

Not all lagers deserve to be tarred with the "nothing special and rather lifeless" brush.

Philistines!

I'll get back to you on that when I can name the lagers my real ale pub sells.

Dave

I didn't mean it that way...

My real ale landlord has 9 real ales on the bar, that he rotates regularly. The only brews that are on with any regularity are Timothy Taylor's and Coniston's.

Now let me explain my comment...

I go for a pint every lunch time to sample the bitters. One day, the landlord had just finished cleaning the gas pumped lines and was checking on the clarity of what was pulled out. When he was happy that it could be served to the public, he gave the beer to me and my companion to taste. They were Paulaner, Leffe, Carling, Starapramen, Fruli (a strawberry concoction) and Beck's Vier.

I tasted the first and didn't enjoy it one bit, but kept my face straight. Then my companion tasted, pulled a face at it quickly handed it back to the bar. This went on until we had tasted them all except the Fruli. When I tasted the pint I was drinking, the flavour came flooding through, to such an extent I was amazed.

I hope this clarifies my distaste of largers. I realize that some of the smaller makers can and do make much better ones in bottles, but I am not a bottle person.

Dave

We've been at the back for the first 2 years at Earls Court but the last plan I saw for this year has us right at the front by the entrance, along with cider.

Brian

Makes it easier to keep an eye on you from above :-)

Strangely, it's also now even closer to the plans I sketched out before we ever moved to Earls Court.