We did our self-indulgent Valentine's treat on Thursday by driving to the little hamlet of Ashton where there is a pub: The Old Mill at Ashton or aka The Ashton Pub. It is an English-style pub (quite authentic I am told) with soccer banners galore and other artefacts. Since there were quite a few other customers, I was circumspect with my camera. I did sneak this photo of us and our server in the mirror.
Meanwhile. behind Sue were many vintage pictures of WWII type planes. (Perspective: look how big the hand nearest the camera looks.)
I am not a big beer drinker, but since this place brews their own, I had to try one. I chose the last on the board: Winter Berry Wheat. It was mild, which is good for me, and I liked the berry flavour.
I asked to see the kettles. Some of these little brewery/restaurants have rather beautiful kettles/tanks, so I asked to see theirs. Unlike the showy copper kettles which I have seen, these were located in the gloomy basement and were pretty plain. Notice the suds spilling out of the top. Apparently, some ales behave this way, while in others they settle to the bottom.
Back upstairs, I took two shots of the bar. As in the kettle photo, the ABC logo, for Ashton Brewing Company, is quite prominent. They say it's good to learn your ABCs.
|The banners are all of local fairs and not British ones.|
As I type this, there is a windchill of -43C/-45F, so I am not anxious to venture outside. We do have to attend a birthday gala this afternoon, however. Hopefully, it will be a little less bitter by then.