King’s Arms

We find ourselves at the King’s Arms pub as the first of many stops on a night out. Tonight we are celebrating both our friends getting accepted to teacher’s college and the fact that it’s a beautiful Tuesday night. The calendar may say that it’s winter but the mild temperature is telling us to drink our beer on the patio. Apparently the rain didn’t get the memo about drinking outside.

Stat Sheet 17: King’s Arms
Notes: Drinks only!

Kat: This pub is a great example of a classic English beer house, serving local brews and full of old timey charm. The inside is warm with exposed wood, cosy booths, and thick curtained windows. While the location may seem ideal, overlooking the River Ouse with patio seating for summer drinks, we can’t neglect the fact that the river floods every year. Several times. Today’s visit was no exception. It’s been pretty rainy lately and half the outdoor seats were underwater, but we managed to find one that was pretty dry and claimed it for ourselves. Not that there were many people to fend off. We drank our pints in the crisp night air, only starting to regret our bold decision with the last drops of beer. A stranger and his dog walked past us, tipping his hat to our bravery. Being the friendly person that I am, I sprang up to greet the puppy and he was happy to meet me. I know this because he leapt up and planted his giant paws on my forearms. With Ralph, the dog, leaving a lasting impression in my heart and on my white sweater (he had muddy, muddy paws) we went on our way to the next pub, inside.

Ron: This is one of my favourite pubs.  Right on the river, it’s a great place to dangle your feet on warm days.  When it’s not warm, the traditional atmosphere inside is cozy.  It was a bit too cozy tonight (and the regulars didn’t seem happy to see us eyeing what was left of the seats inside) so we opted for the less traditional rainy evening option, and sat outside anyway.  The best thing about this pub is the cheap ale, cider, and lager flowing from the taps.  The drinks are strong and set you back less than 2 pounds per pint, which is probably the real reason we stop here at the beginning of a night out.

The cold drinks and chilly breeze urge us to move onwards, so we down the last sips and head off for a night of debauchery on the Micklegate Run.
Cheers x x



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