We love the stuff, but bloody hell, some brewers should be tied up in hop pockets and beaten with malt-shovels.
Tuesday, 4 January 2011
That'll be pigswill then....
In a funny way this sort of name which seems to be a weird aberration in a seemingly normal range of beers is more distressing than a whole collection devoted to tortured puns and or random badly drawn single entendres, it's like seeing a wart on Winoa Ryder/George Clooney's face.
I found this porcine "gem" via the excellent Royal Albert pub down in New Cross, so it may well be a nice drop of ale but the asssociations with boiled up school dinners and 10 day old cabbage kinda puts me off trying it sadly.