It’s just after midnight here in London, and I’m still nursing the buzz from my first taste of Real Ale. As it transitions from Tuesday to Wednesday I keep wishing that such a fine elixir existed on the west side of the Atlantic.
All of this is because of my visit, tonight, to The Jerusalem Tavern in Clerkenwell. Here was a pub situated in an off-the-tourist-path neighborhood serving traditional English ales from casks – ales so good they were more drinkable near room temperature than many cold beers back in The States. If I could go again I would but, for now, the aftertaste of my St. Peter’s Best Bitter will have to suffice.
P.S. I’ll be home soon, and there’s much to discuss and much film to develop!
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Curiosity, do you really think you can’t get as good of beer/ale, here stateside?
@Jake: I never said there wasn’t good beer in the states. But you literally cannot get this same stuff in the USA. Some of my favorite beers are still American. It’s just that this stuff was very good and fairly unique, and I’ll miss it.
check out this link, if you get a chance. I think I may have found a freaky place to explore.http://youguysshouldknow.wordpress.com/2007/06/18/lost-richmond-exploring-elko-tract-richmonds-lost-city/
We should absolutely go check this place out.Also, we should hang out sometime soon, pictures or not.