Season’s Greetings!

December 25, 2009

Kat and Ron hope that you are having a fantastic holiday with your friends and family.  We have both returned to Canada to spend Christmas with our families, and will come back to York, and the pubs, in the new year.  Thank you for reading our first 15 stories, and we hope you like what we have in store come 2010!

All the best,

Kat and Ron

Punch Bowl

December 23, 2009

Our last stop of the night is a gorgeous old building nestled in the middle of the city. This bar has been a bar since the 1400s. It’s got an interesting history, which you can read about on the back of their menu! The architecture is in the tudor style, and at the time was colloquially referred to as “brewery tudor” (or what Kat likes to call “Brewdor”) because it was a common style for brew houses in the 15th century.

Stat Sheet 15: Punch Bowl
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Kat: I’m starving and we found a pub that is still serving food. I’m in the mood for fish and chips and this place has a well priced option. I go up to the bar to order my food and pint, the table markers here are little wooden spoons with an order number burned into it. The food arrives in good time and it definitely hits the spot. Ron shares my chips, but not after a long and classic struggle with the Heinz ketchup bottle. This pub is nice and cozy, but not unlike many places I’ve been before.
Ron: I didn’t find anything special about this pub.  It was very quiet and chilly.  Nothing else stood out.

After 3 pubs, we decide to call it a night. As Ron and I walk in opposite directions to our respective homes, we make mental notes of all the pubs we see along the way, and start planning future nights on the town.
Cheers x x

Guy Fawkes Inn

December 21, 2009
The next stop on this mini-crawl is the birthplace of none other than the infamous Guy Fawkes.  The Brits recognized this fact and decided that, of course, it is the perfect place to install a pub.
Stat Sheet 14: Guy Fawkes Inn, 25 High Petergate, York, YO1 7HP – 0845 460 2020
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Kat: A lot of pubs look the same at first; dark wood details including big wooden pillars and other structures obscuring your way to the bar, exposed beams on the ceiling, and ales. Ales are always featured highly in pubs, so much so that I almost feel bad asking for a lager. After Ron orders the house ale, I sheepishly ask the bartender for a lager; the first one he tries to pour me runs dry. He moves on to a different one that also malfuntions. My last option is Beck’s, which I go for, and he pours me a pint. Wait, that’s not a pint. That’s a half pint. He poured me a half pint. What’s the big idea? I ordered my beer the same way that Ron did, he got a full pint and I got a half-pint?! Damn you, northern England and your stereotypes! I can drink a full pint with the best of them! I’ll show you Guy Fawkes Inn, I’ll show you by going to a different pub right now…

Ron: The barman is a friendly local, who pours me a nice pint of Guy Fawkes Ale.  The names of English ales always confuse me a bit, as I can distinguish nothing about this pint that relates to Guy Fawkes, other than the fact I am drinking it in a pub with his name.  It’s a decent enough brew, but I might as well be drinking something cheaper. This pub’s particular location only seems to serve to increase the prices ever so slightly.  We don’t venture deeper into the pub, and leave once we’ve finished.


We part with Guy Fawkes’ birthplace, the desire to enact violent change has not been instilled within us.  Kat was starving by the time we left, so we set out in search of fish and chips.  Sadly, the nearest fish and chip shop recently suffered a grease fire, so we trudged along the streets uncertain where to look.  Fortunately, we are in England, somewhere will surely be able to serve us this classic English standby.
Cheers x x