The British are coming.
Paul Revere said that, circa 1775.
And here they are, a mere 237 years later. And hey, look at that, they brought beer.
Quite a prophet, that Revere.
Say ’ello to British Beverage Co., a sprawling den of 50 draft beers, fancy pub food and tons of dark English leather, opening Tuesday in the Quadrangle.
You might recognize this place as the former Hully & Mo. Or you might not. Because they’ve transformed the two massive rooms into a British-style saloon with plenty of stonework, wood floors and leather-padded walls. Meaning, it’s a solid option for post-work bangers and mash. Or post-/pre-anything pints of ale.
You’ll want to start in the front. Grab a communal table under the red hanging lamps and dive into a shepherd’s pie and a Scotch egg. Or the fish and chips. Whatever feels most British. Then retire to the back room. Consider it an after-dinner parlor with a second bar (always welcome), black-and-white graffiti wallpaper and high-backed chairs. Request a pint of Fuller’s ESB or a glass of wine. They’ve got 50 of those, too.
And even farther in the back: a patio with lots of seating and a fire pit. That’ll prove very handy once winter hits.
God save the s’mores.
Paul Revere said that, circa 1775.
And here they are, a mere 237 years later. And hey, look at that, they brought beer.
Quite a prophet, that Revere.
Say ’ello to British Beverage Co., a sprawling den of 50 draft beers, fancy pub food and tons of dark English leather, opening Tuesday in the Quadrangle.
You might recognize this place as the former Hully & Mo. Or you might not. Because they’ve transformed the two massive rooms into a British-style saloon with plenty of stonework, wood floors and leather-padded walls. Meaning, it’s a solid option for post-work bangers and mash. Or post-/pre-anything pints of ale.
You’ll want to start in the front. Grab a communal table under the red hanging lamps and dive into a shepherd’s pie and a Scotch egg. Or the fish and chips. Whatever feels most British. Then retire to the back room. Consider it an after-dinner parlor with a second bar (always welcome), black-and-white graffiti wallpaper and high-backed chairs. Request a pint of Fuller’s ESB or a glass of wine. They’ve got 50 of those, too.
And even farther in the back: a patio with lots of seating and a fire pit. That’ll prove very handy once winter hits.
God save the s’mores.
