Wednesday, August 22, 2012

#362. Cloisters, 26 Brougham St, Edinburgh

Throw me in jail with Pussy Riot if you must, but I think the world would be a better place if every house of worship was converted to a pub.
Note the chalk board that details the cask selection. They are serious about their ales here at Cloisters. On the advice of the bartender, I went with the Navigator Ale, but I can't recall who the brewery was. (And my eyesight is shiite, so I couldn't read the chalk board from my seat at the bar.)
This beautiful wrought-iron staircase leads downstairs to the toilets.

No comments: