As there is no real transfer talk to speak of and its the weekend, I'd thought I'd ask you merry men and women what you like to drink. Essentially I'm a real ale man, but decent bottled lagers/pilsners like the Czech Budvar often hit the spot. Maybe you are simply happy with the standard sherberts, such fosters or some such lager. Discuss.
I'm just about to open a bottle of Prosecco - my favourite tipple. Apart from champagne of course - but then a good Prosecco or Cava is better than a poor champagne. I don't suppose there will be many agreeing with me as it's a bit girly.
Newcy Brown or Peroni but happy with fosters or carling. Once I'm fully topped on lager it's a switch to amaretto and coke to see a night through!
What's also nice is a decent golden (or dark potentially) rum and ginger, with lots of lime and ice. Dark and stormy I think its known as.
Drank an entire 70cl bottle of Jack Daniel's neat on New Year's Eve. That always puts me in a good place.
San miguel / Amstell and shorts mojitos or vodka .I was introduced last xmas to an irish car bomb by my bro in law - Fill half a shot glass with baileys then top off with jamesons.Drops shot glass into guiness.... .Dont shoot me for abusing a pint of the black stuff , it sounds and looks disgusting but def worth a try.
Yep, I've often wondered why Guinness is made for local tastes. I remember my first pint of Guinness. What a bloody let down. In desperation, I had one when I lived in NZ. Christ..! That was awful, fizzy pop. Even the barman was slightly embarrassed to sell it to me. The look of Guinness promises so much, and yet there's easily more subtle flavours from a good pint of something decent from Hampshire, and the surrounding southern counties. Speaking of which, the very best pint of beer [and there's some bloody good competition] I've ever tasted was Wadworth's Old Timer. My god, it was heaven in a glass. Very rare nowadays, at the pump, and only in autumn and winter. When I lived in Kent, there was a still local cider [not Merrydown] that was 8% minimum. After drinking down the half-pint [they didn't allow you to buy it in pints], you could tip the glass and there were characteristic ''legs' draining down the side of the glass. A sure sign of lots of alcohol. Nowadays, my favourite tipple is Whisky, although in the last few years I have discovered Gin, through my niece, who likes to make cocktails. She makes a stunningly brilliant Martini. So dry that there's dust on the olive. I ask her how much Vermouth she puts in it. None, is usually the answer. She just points the glass in the direction of Italy.
When i'm out clubbing etc, Voddy, Jaga Bombs, Carling, Absinthe, Sambuca etc When at home hardly anything alcholic tbh, a few beers dueing the week about it. Kind of a gym freak so tend to stay off the pints.
Long ago in my youth it would be pints of strong-bow cider followed by several pernod and blacks! These days it's more like a couple of bottles of a decent red wine.
I live in Clifton, Bristol and it's home to the oldest cider house in the world. They are only aloud to serve half pints it's so strong. Worth a visit!
Thing is it's all about how it's stored, poured etc. The Irish know how to do it all properly, whereas the pathetic English store it and pour it as if it were a real ale. You'd be surprised how much difference there is in the taste.
