General - Pizza and Cider in the South West
A blog without updates is a dead blog so I’m told and I have neglected this one over the last few weeks. Time to put this unsatisfactory situation to sorts with a largish update of my life over the previous few days.
I worked in the midlands for a good amount of last week including in Birmingham where I saw some amazing greecy spoons, try Mr Egg which sells everything with egg and is open 24 hours a day. How about the Fat Boy Chippi, a sign on the window advises us to ‘keep your heart’ healthy, and that ‘cholesterol tests are available here’.
I then doodled over to Worcester to enjoy many fine pints with the jet setting Dave Williams. We made our pub of the evening the Dragon Inn and as usual the banter was top draw as was the beer. We did take a break from the Dragon to have a byte to eat in the Green Man, my meat of choice being a little piece of Skippy the kangaroo encrusted with pepper corns.
I then went over to Leicester and by Thursday evening was home with Clare so a Chinese was in order. We decided to go back to Pensford (Sorry about the link in the prev post) for the weekend with Andrew so set off late on Friday afternoon.
On arrival in Bristol we made our way to a brew pub called ZeroDegrees and I tried all the beers they made except the wheat beer. I particularly enjoyed the pale ale and the amazing Pilsner. Clare and I took the opportunity to devour one of the famous pizzas from the wood fired pizza oven and Mexican was our choice. spicy mexican sausage, peppers, onions, sweet corn, jalapenos, smoked
cheese
They have two branches of this fantastic pub. You can observe and smell the beer been brewed in front of you as you drink and eat. The other branch is in London’s Blackheath and is well worth a visit.
We then went to Pensford and our digs then to the Rising Sun, unfortunetly we were to late for a meal so went to the vileges other pub for a beer and one of the renound Brystol Clarks Pies. The night was more than lively especially when we started drinking the Thatchers cider. Its amazing the bumps you can have after a few pints of the stuff. Clare managed to drink way too much and was a little unwell the next day, I was actually woken up to the sound of her been unwell which was an interesting way to start Satterday.
In order to clear our heads we took a walk over the fields in the cool air to Stanton Drew with a stop at a farm on the way to buy some peas to shell and munch on our journey. I guess the walk is around two miles so it really helped me shake off the night before, but Clare was suffering even though she enjoyed the walk. Inevitably a pub was at the end of our walk so we had dinner in the Drewids Arms and I had a nice pint of Sharp’s Doom Bar which was fantastic.
We sat outside next to some of the standing stones as we ate These aren’t the stone circles for which Stanton Drew is famous but huge stones put in place by the drewids thousands of years ago it made the whole experience rather memorable with the sun beeting down and nothing but the sounds of birds and the odd dog.
After much fuss and nashing of teath we managed to find a taxi and this took us in to the Bedminster area of Brystol and the Tobaco Factory bar. I wanted to try some of the Brystol Beer Factorys beers and this done with mixed success we went back to Epsom
I have been working around the south this week but went to Wellingborough yesterday to discuss Maestro 2 and our plans for sight villege. Rather than going back to Epsom after work I went out for a meal with Clare in Kingston.
I worked in the midlands for a good amount of last week including in Birmingham where I saw some amazing greecy spoons, try Mr Egg which sells everything with egg and is open 24 hours a day. How about the Fat Boy Chippi, a sign on the window advises us to ‘keep your heart’ healthy, and that ‘cholesterol tests are available here’.
I then doodled over to Worcester to enjoy many fine pints with the jet setting Dave Williams. We made our pub of the evening the Dragon Inn and as usual the banter was top draw as was the beer. We did take a break from the Dragon to have a byte to eat in the Green Man, my meat of choice being a little piece of Skippy the kangaroo encrusted with pepper corns.
I then went over to Leicester and by Thursday evening was home with Clare so a Chinese was in order. We decided to go back to Pensford (Sorry about the link in the prev post) for the weekend with Andrew so set off late on Friday afternoon.
On arrival in Bristol we made our way to a brew pub called ZeroDegrees and I tried all the beers they made except the wheat beer. I particularly enjoyed the pale ale and the amazing Pilsner. Clare and I took the opportunity to devour one of the famous pizzas from the wood fired pizza oven and Mexican was our choice. spicy mexican sausage, peppers, onions, sweet corn, jalapenos, smoked
cheese
They have two branches of this fantastic pub. You can observe and smell the beer been brewed in front of you as you drink and eat. The other branch is in London’s Blackheath and is well worth a visit.
We then went to Pensford and our digs then to the Rising Sun, unfortunetly we were to late for a meal so went to the vileges other pub for a beer and one of the renound Brystol Clarks Pies. The night was more than lively especially when we started drinking the Thatchers cider. Its amazing the bumps you can have after a few pints of the stuff. Clare managed to drink way too much and was a little unwell the next day, I was actually woken up to the sound of her been unwell which was an interesting way to start Satterday.
In order to clear our heads we took a walk over the fields in the cool air to Stanton Drew with a stop at a farm on the way to buy some peas to shell and munch on our journey. I guess the walk is around two miles so it really helped me shake off the night before, but Clare was suffering even though she enjoyed the walk. Inevitably a pub was at the end of our walk so we had dinner in the Drewids Arms and I had a nice pint of Sharp’s Doom Bar which was fantastic.
We sat outside next to some of the standing stones as we ate These aren’t the stone circles for which Stanton Drew is famous but huge stones put in place by the drewids thousands of years ago it made the whole experience rather memorable with the sun beeting down and nothing but the sounds of birds and the odd dog.
After much fuss and nashing of teath we managed to find a taxi and this took us in to the Bedminster area of Brystol and the Tobaco Factory bar. I wanted to try some of the Brystol Beer Factorys beers and this done with mixed success we went back to Epsom
I have been working around the south this week but went to Wellingborough yesterday to discuss Maestro 2 and our plans for sight villege. Rather than going back to Epsom after work I went out for a meal with Clare in Kingston.
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