Tale of Two Porters: Boozing it up in London
My kinda tipple is dark beers, stouts and porters… a pint or two or three of the dark stuff a week is what keeps me sane and healthy! Even the legendary robber Dick Turpin was rumoured to have enjoyed downing a few pints of porter after a hard days work… and even to this very day there are descendants of the famous highwayman serving behind bars all over London!
After I had enjoyed Friday Night Lates at the British Museum – all that history and culture made me thirsty – I felt like I deserved a few pints of the dark stuff. As much as I like Guinness, there are scores of better tasting ales out there… FACT! I had heard a lot of good things about a brew made by Fullers, London Porter, so off I went to the Parcel Yard at Kings Cross Station, which was only a short walk away…
The Parcel Yard is my kinda boozer: the design team who created this station pub, have excelled themselves. Lots of character, along with numerous nooks and crannies to enjoy a pint or three! Now onto the dark stuff… London Porter was on tap, why they didn’t’ have it on cask I wish I knew. Never the less it was a decent enough Porter, not as good as the hype. I have tasted better, much better.
London Porter, dark chocolate, coffee, and roasted malts with a wee bit of bitterness. The kind of flavors I love in my ale! Not sure if it was worth the £4.30 a pint! Wow that cost me £8.60 for 2 pints of Porter… welcome to London!
I had to go to Euston Station to take the train home, which was a good enough excuse to pop into the Euston Tap for another pint or 2 of Porter. A coconut porter by Dark Star caught my attention and a nice drop it was too… lots of chocolate, roasted malts, some coffee and a very light hint of coconut are the flavors which I tasted. And at £3.60 a pint it wasn’t such a hard job handing over the money. Who says everywhere in London is expensive…
Way back in the 18th and 19th centuries when Porter was first invented in Old London Town, it was almost the equivalent of a health drink. After a hard days graft, men would down pints of Porter to recover from hours of hard, back breaking work. I had been at the gym earlier, before I went to Friday Lates… so I had earned those pints… hell yeah!