390) Drury Buildings of Drury St, D.2

An odd place for a pint. One will find a blasé blend of the usual cocktails, chic surrounds, foodie faces, etc. Peter Conlon, Dublin Publopedian ‘on the ground’ / ‘in the field’ / upon the trenches’ reported back to the D.P. headquarters that this establishment serves a BEAMISH. Well I’ll be salmon darned! So it does! Andrew Stephens catwalked in as proud as a peacock and proclaimed ‘two of your finest Beamo please’ as if he’d found new treasure. Not two minutes later was he bemoaning his jewel - for he claimed it was suspiciously sickly sweet, almost like a Murphy’s. Sam Coll found the pint only moderately sweet, quite palatable in point of fact.

Eventually, Stephens broke cover and admitted he had brushed his teeth not thirty minutes earlier with a new formula of paste and the flavour was hindering his gob. (Make of that what you will, Bill). How much for a pint of the fringe stout? €6.00 fuck you very much! If this is the most expensive Beamish in Dublin it would make the Drury Buildings dreary ones. No Guinness bonds here - let one take note. We took them outside for a view of the busy intersection and to sip under canopy shade, the sun being too strong for an afternoon in October, and we watched the people, and the people, the people. Needless to say we didn’t stay for a second.

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