When I Drank It: Tuesday, July 10th
The Scene of The Crime: The Rose & Crown Pub, 199 Stoke Newington Church St, N16 9ES
The Victims: Ben, Gerry, and a late Matt
The Damage: £7.50 for two pints and a half. Or thereabouts. Don’t quote me. (And no, I didn’t drink them all myself.)
The Verdict: Now if that’s not a good tap, I don’t know what is.
It reminds me of my friend from grammar school, Louise, another child of a police officer. I remember her telling me how when she walked home from our very Catholic grammar school one late afternoon, a man jumped out of the bushes in a tan rain coat and flashed her.
And I remember even then, my young mind was thinking…who’s got a proper raincoat these days??? I mean, a tan one, with a belt?
Well, I will let you ponder that while I tell you that the Cornish Knocker, made by Skinners Brewery, is very smooth; personally, I tasted bananas. And there were no raincoats involved. Would I drink it all the time? I’m not sure. But I sure would steal that tap. Well…let me restate that…I’d steal that tap if I knew I wouldn’t be saddled with the yoke of Catholic guilt for the rest of my days. Sister Mary Acquinata, you are always with me.
