Heathrow, the beginning of my drinking tour

It’s a fact. I don’t like Bass Ale. I find it to be bitter and a tad dry. Give me a fine, predictable Mille Lite, Shipyard or a Wachusette Blueberry any day. I would, however, accept a Bass over a Coors any day (damn shampoo beer).

Here I sit, at Huxley’s Bar and Kitchen in Heathrow Airport, London. I order a Bass because as the old adage goes, “When in England…”. The Bass was divine! I don’t know if it’s because all beers taste better on their home turf or if it’s due to the fact I just walked off of a 6.5 hour flight for a 1.75 hour rest before an 11.5 hour flight. Either way, the Bass was inhaled, yet savored, at Eric-like speed and another followed in it’s wake. Am I a Bass convert? We’ll have to wait and see…

2 quick observations: 1) Heathrow has a lack of rubbish bins. I only saw them in the restaurants and in the bathroom. Yet, ever 15 feet there are recycle bins. Eco-concious or annoying, you decide. 2) The adorable bartender who talked about how wonderful it was that he was finally “of smoking age” so he could go to Amsterdam every weekend and walk around high actually ran from gate A to gate B (this route includes a tram ride) to return a bright Pepto-Bismol pink carry on to a woman who somehow managed to forget that atrocity in the bar. What a nice young man.

My Drinking Tour, Rating 1-5 Xs, 1X being the worst

2/27/10 Heathrow Airport Bass Ale XXXXX

2/27/10 Heathrow Airport Sailor Jerry is served! XXXXX (2.45 British pound booo)

2/27/10 British Air Prieur Des Jacobins, “Les Jalles” 2008 Bordeaux. Worst wine ever! Tasted corky but it’s a twist top, hmm…

3/1/10 Mitchell’s Ale House, Cape Town Mild & Honey Brew 6.7% XXX