When the word pub is often used inappropriately, finally an example with which regains a bit 'of dignity: The Mad Hops . New management of what I read was the former Barbarians, I have no idea what it was I just know that had something to do with rugby. However, a nice dark bar to u towers in the middle of the room, odd tables, some bench, sundries and circumstance of junk on the walls - nice adjective I can hardly speak, or rather fail to make me speak.
plug and bottle dominates Brewery Italian (except for four bottles of four listed in the menu, almost out of place): Fortunately for Augustine sin for me. Prices a little beyond my threshold of normality - € 3.90 a cup signed Brewery and 6 € mug and pint - but two big glass of Tipopils I still drink it. Some options to whet even hunger, memory recall reasoned sandwiches, cold cuts, cheeses, German sausages too bad yesterday had finished the bread volessero and I trim a cart, no thanks.
Beyond this grumbling, a place to feel good.
Wednesday Score: 1.2 liters (two-point come home because she wanted to open this Kernel Export Stout, and I believe I always paid equally in both the glasses).
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