Bangor, North Wales:
We’d set off into town in search of lunch and a few drinks. Either our pub mojo was playing up, we gave up too soon due to hunger, or Bangor’s city centre has no decent pubs (unless you’re after lager, cheap). We’d walked past The Skerries, and the closed White Lion, and dropped in here in the hope of food and a decent drink. Thankfully there was no food. There was no cask ale either, and my Kronenbourg wasn’t pleasant, as wasn’t the pitch-black interior (pubs should be atmospheric, but this was darker than a Goth’s wardrobe), or the sticky tables and floor. We left, and had a sausage roll in the High St, returning to The Boatyard.
Garth, Bangor, North Wales:
Just around the corner. This was in many ways lovely: the staff were great, the beer great, the food great: but this had just gone a bit too far towards restaurant to be great; in fact, I considered not allowing it into PubBlog, but it redeemed itself the next day with a great beer garden (and the surrounding competition, apart from the Tap & Spile being awful).
Garth, Bangor, North Wales:
Overlooking the pier, and next to our hotel, this was the obvious place for lunch, and we weren’t disappointed: decent beer, great food, and a friendly barman made this the best pub of our trip, and potentially the best in Bangor, given the competition we saw. Traditional pub inside and out, food available but not subtracting from the pub.
In Ur Pubz, Drinkin Ur Beerz