Friday, February 5, 2010

McElroy's Pub - Houston, Texas

Last night Part II....





As the Usual Suspects happy hour was breaking up last night and everyone was heading out the door, George and I stopped, turned to one another, shrugged and both agreed we were still a little thirsty. Knowing that there was another pub a stone's throw away, I suggested we go across the street to McElroy's Pub. George didn't put up much of a fight, so we were off.

McElroy's is in a funky little building that looks like it might have been in a small strip of business offices about 40 years ago. You step inside and realize... maybe its been a pub all that time.... and hasn't been updated since! You really catch a waft of cheesy old vinyl furniture. Smells like one of those seedy little dives that dirty, shady old men eye you from the corner in. But once your nose gets accustomed to the oder you find that its really not all that bad. On a previous visit I found they have a nice little partially covered patio area in back that seems to attract most of the less shady customers. If it weren't so nasty and cold out, we probably would have headed out there.

When we first arrived there were a whole 2 other customers there. Mind you this was at 9:30pm on a Friday night. More folks quickly filtered in though. Surprisingly these were mostly younger people in their mid to late 20's. I was kinda surprised by this considering the semi-seediness of the place. Granted these weren't the mid-town cool clone crowd. Lets just say they were a bit more 'individualistic'.

Cupcake and I saddled up at the bar. We remained the only ones at the bar as long as we were there. Our perch offered a bird's-eye view of the important stuff that the pub had to offer. It was a decent selection. Not great but not horrible. Maybe a dozen taps. But on the upside, only one tap was piss beer. So George and I got our Irish on. First a round of Smithwick's (that's Smit'ick's to the educated). Then a round of the black stuff. This gave us plenty of time to catch up on some random news and also do some brewing planning. ...and me some time to screw around with the camera.


While doing this we noted they have one or more dart boards (always a plus). They don't appear to have a kitchen. Oh well, I'd probably be concerned about anything that might come out of that kitchen anyway. The bartender was adequate.... served up the beers, was helpful but not intrusive.

That's really about all I can say about the place. Its certainly not a bar that I would make my primary destination on a night of drinking. Lucky for them they're close to the Stag's Head. Presumably there are others like us that like a little change of scenery occasionally while out beer hunting.

The Brew Card

Atmosphere: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Clientele: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Beer Selection: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Food: N/A
Service: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Prices: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Stuff to do: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Overall: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

The Stag's Head Pub - Houston, Texas




George and I are SO freakin' backed up on reviews. Its really is pathetic. So its time to knuckle down and knock a few out. So without further adieu, here we go....

The Stag's Head. Jeez, I've been there PLENTY of times. But since I like to have a fresh recollection for reviews, I waited... until now. I must say in general it is one of my favorite pubs in Houston. It is about as authentic as Houston gets for a true Public House.


The occasion was our first Usual Suspects happy hour in 3 or 4 months. About 10 of us found our way through the nasty cold and rain to the warm, dark confines of the Stag's Head. We dragged some tables together near the bar and got down to some serious chat. Along the way we sampled from the pub's better than average selection of taps. I myself had a Santa Fe Nut Brown, an Old Speckled Hen and a Gorden Biersch Maerzen. Not a bad random mix and all very tasty. Among other things Cupcake had a St Arnold Cask Elissa IPA. Somewhere in that complicated bar area of theirs hides a cask pump tap... or as George says its called - an engine. I guess I'll trust him.. this time. I love the taste and smoothness of these cask beers. So different from a normal tapped and kegged beer.

We also order a few appetizers that were pretty decent. Not the best ever ..but decent. Charlotte - our favorite ex-pat Northern English woman ordered English sausage rolls. These are English sausages wrapped in puff pastry. In her opinion (and mine) the sausage could have stood to be a little more spicy, but otherwise they were a decent representation. We also ordered a trio of fried things.... fried jalapenos, fried zucchini and fried mushrooms.... mmmm healthy! These were also decent.. but really nothing to write home about... typical bar grub.


The bar seems to attract mostly locals from that area. Not that that is a bad thing. A relatively quiet crowd. Most over 30, some over 50. Certainly quiet enough for us to carry on multiple conversations at our table and not have to yell. We had chosen the place specifically so that we could play some board games... quiet enough to hear and room enough to spread out. We never did get around to playing anything though... 3 or 4 months of stuff for us to all catch up on kept us busy I guess.

I suppose the Stag's Head would be considered a soccer pub. They seem to always have soccer on the tubes. I suspect that probably has some impact on the sort of clientele they bring in. Not that I'm complaining. There are some good dart boards there, thankfully, to keep a non-soccer fan like myself occupied.

I must compliment the staff. Our waitress was in short - very good. She knew her bar, her customers, her beer, her food and was a smart-ass to boot. Everything you can hope for! I must admit I occasionally go online to local websites to get other peoples' opinions on bars and restaurants. Not sure why I bother. Invariably the reviews ALWAYS follow a similar pattern. Every other review is generally very positive or very negative. And the negative ones are always the same.... someone bitching about the staff and usually have some piddly example of their reasons for being disgruntled. With 40 years behind me I have come to the conclusion that most often you are treated in the fashion that you treat others. If you are friendly and inviting to your wait staff, then they normally return this treatment in kind. I mention this because I recall reading criticisms of the Stag Head's staff specifically. How did those people have such a bad experience when we had such a good one?.... and we dealt with multiple staff folks last night.... they were all VERY nice and good at their jobs.

I do have to add one further comment on the staff.... well one bartender specifically...hopefully I'll escape with only a minor bruising from my wonderful wife... Love you babe! :). So a few months ago I visited the Stag's Head. I entered the front door and stepped lightly up to the bar... only a few feet from the door. You'll notice when you visit that the bar has these peculiar dividers along the bar made out of stained wood and smoked glass. I suppose it allows you to have a little conversational privacy from other customers sitting at the bar. Well on this occasion it served a different purpose. As I stepped in, still trying to adjust my eyes from the outside's sunny glare to the warm cave-like darkness of the pub, I was caught completely by surprise as I sat in my stool. From behind this divider stepped a GIANT pair of boobs. Humongous even. :O The sort that no human - man, woman, straight or even gay can do anything but stare wide-eyed and slack-jawed in wonder at for a solid minute... just to take it all in. After snapping out of it I saw that these literally honey-dew melon sized mammaries were attached to this tiny little petite Asian bartender. Poor girl must have the worst back pain EVER. Btw, she/they are still there at the Stag's Head behind the bar. Saw them/her last night. See for yourself. They're a medical marvel. Truly.

In conclusion, I'm a big fan of this pub. I definitely recommend it for anyone who likes a more authentic (for Houston) old world-style pub. It may not rock your world but I think you'll find it comfortable and homey... perfect for a good beer on a cold winter night.

The Brew Card

Atmosphere: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Clientele: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Beer Selection: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Food: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Service: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Prices: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Stuff to do: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Overall: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Friday, December 4, 2009

Cupcake's BDay

Its Georgie's birthday! Its snowed today here in Houston... a rare occasion in its own right. But it literally snowed ALL DAY downtown today. Seriously.... I watched it. Freaky. I assure you, I got little if anything done at work. We got released at 11am. Prior to that I spent most of the morning at the window watching, mezmorized by the snow OR sitting at my desk yic-yacking on yahoo or texting on my phone to friends about the snow. To those folks who live north of us ...so sorry. This may seem like a daily occurance to you, not worthy of mention, but here in Houston it truly is a 'once-every-few-years' sort of thing. Houston might as well be a horrid little 3rd world, HOT, humid-ass jungle country where it is best known as a place to get a nasty case of malaria or worse, eaten by drug running cannibals. Seriously, its F'ing HOT here! But thanks to good old Al Gore and his so-called "global warming", we are having a real winter this year. Thanks Al! ....DUMB ASS!


So being the politically correct, pussified company that my employer is, we were let out of work at 11am today. No complaints here! And since me, being the politically correct, public transportation user that I am, I had to wait a few hours until I could get a ride home. What is a poor sap like myself to do other than to go to a favorite bar, within walking distance of work, to wait until Big Brother chooses to show up with a bus? Luckily, I had a buddy from work to join me in a few belly warming beverages. So we headed out into the blinding snow to the Flying Saucer. Good thing its only a few blocks from work or we might have given the Donner party some serious competition. Houston's got to represent, yo.


Anywhoozle, we made it and knocked back a few to celebrate Cupcake surviving another year. Poor old geezer hasn't got too many left you know. So HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGIE!

Thursday, November 19, 2009

BRICK HOUSE TAVERN & TAP - Humble, TX




Wow, Cupcake and I have really been slacking. I just realized how long its been since our last bar review. SAD... just sad. The good news is we finally got a chance to get out and check out the latest new bar in our neck of the woods. For a while now we've been watching the progress in the gutting and remodeling of the old Bennigans at the corner of 59N and 1960. A chain called The Brick House Tavern bought the location and we have been looking forward to its opening for a few months now. Somehow they snuck the grand opening past us. But that's ok. We're just glad to have another option up in the hinterland of Kingwood/Humble/Atascocita.

George, on one of his MANY days off, had recon'd the place a few days prior to our visit. I think he spent like 6 or 8 hours there . That may give you a hint as to his feelings toward the place..... you might guess that he liked it. He kept texting and sending me text photos of the place while I was slaving away at work. SO not cool. By Friday I was hell bent on getting over to Brick House to check it out. I decided to make an effort at forgiving Cupcake by dragging him along..... and made him drive. ;)

It turned out to be one of those days that we get far too few of here in Houston. It was absolutely beautiful outside. Clear blue skies, temps in the low 70s, most people still at work. Perfect. We pulled up just before 11am, and before we even got in the door I was completely impressed. The bar no longer even remotely resembled the old, tired, shabby Bennigans (good riddance). Stepping into Brick House I found the decor contemporary, subtle, clean and comfortable. It seemed much larger on the inside that the old Bennigans even though it shares the same bones. It has a considerable amount of dining seating, most of which were 4-top arrangements with small couches (love seats? settees?) on either side of dining tables. It looked very comfortable. To the left of the entrance there is a good size bar. There is also an area devoted to sports fanatics who require the comfort of a recliner inches away from multiple flat screen TVs. At the back of the restaurant is a very large and attractive gas log fire place. Outside there is plenty of patio furniture 2 and 4-top dining. The patio is covered and the inside bar opens to provide access and bar seating to the outside as well.

Speaking of the bar, we found that they have approximately 30-40 taps. As you might expect out in the sticks the majority of these taps poured piss beer and many were redundant. Fortunately there were a few respectable beers to be found such as the Rahr Ugly Pug that Cupcake and I knocked back a few of. The crowning jewel I must say....and this alone was enough to make me a huge fan of Brick House... is the traditional English style cask pump tap. (Note the lovely barmaid demonstrating). Cupcake tells me that in a previous conversation with the bartenders that the bar's intention is to keep a local (Texas) beer on this tap at all times. The current cask beer is St Arnold's Christmas Ale - in my opinion a great beer for the season - full bodied, amber in color, spiced and probably (hopefully) in the 7-8% abv range. They keep this cask beer at room temp and it has only natural carbonation.... so its a very nice change from how beer is typically served in these parts.

As for service, Brick House is of a similar school of thought as the Flying Saucer (our litmus test to bars in Houston). That being that the wait staff is made up of well trained, refreshingly friendly, sparsely clad, helpful and conscientious females. Having only dealt with one waitress (so far), I can't say for certain how educated the waitresses are in beerology, but I plan to find out. There seemed to be almost an excessive number of waitresses milling about. This gives the waitresses more time to connect with the customers... seems like a good thinking on the part of the owners. Although I wonder if they really intend to keep this large a staff on into the future. I certainly have no issue with it.

The menu was impressive for a tavern. Certainly not traditional. Its an eclectic mix of what Brick House calls 'Man Food'. Call me biased but I gotta like that. Its all very hardy. George and I split some devilled eggs (when was the last time you saw them on a menu?!), he got a burger.... I'm thinking it was a bleu cheese burger. And I got an Italian sausage hoagie. The burgers are large and on hoagie-like rolls. They're pretty good although I believe they are fried on a griddle rather than grilled over a fire. In my opinion, if you want to say your food is 'Man food'.. the meat BETTER be grilled over real fire. Fried burgers can be good but they'll never be great. As for my choice, I enjoyed a Italian sausage hoagie. Very substantial and tasty. I also had a side of mashed potatoes that were smashed with their skins on with cheese mixed in... also very tasty. George had a side of something like garlic parmesan tots..... sounds interesting on paper.... but really it was just pre-made tator tots that were heated up and then sprinkled with fresh parmesan and chopped garlic. It really didn't work because neither the parmesan nor the garlic managed to adhere to the tots. So overall it was a mixed bag on my first dining experience here. There are plenty of other things on the menu I look forward to trying though... especially something from the part of their menu titled 'the happy ending'. Hmmmm.

If the size of the crowd there at 11am on a Friday is any sign of the business Brick House is getting, I think we may have a nice watering hole near home for years to come. The clientele was about what I expected for Humble.... a sort of crossroads of mostly Anglos and Hispanics, middle class folks from Kingwood and rednecks and hillbillies (minus the hills) from 'up the road (59N) a piece'.

All in all I must say I am very pleased with our new bar up here in the boondocks. Its good to have a respectable alternative to an inner-loop bar near the house. I'm craving one of those cask beers now. MMmmMMmm.


The Brew Card
Atmosphere: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Clientele: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Beer selection: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Food: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Service: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Prices: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Stuff to do: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Overall: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Thursday, October 15, 2009

ZOMBURBIA - October 31st


Friends and neighbors! Steph and George (Cousin and Cupcake) are having their 2nd annual haunted house this Halloween. Apparently their unfortunate subdivision has had a recent zombie infestation. We, being the 'glass half full' kinda people that we are, decided to make lemons into lemonade. So we have corralled up some of these unfortunate 'living impaired' individuals and put them to work at Cousin and Cupcake's casa doing what they do best..... moaning, staggering, eating brains and generally scaring the crap out of people.

They really are pretty entertaining (so long as you be sure to stay at least a few paces out of reach of them), so we suggest you swing by and check 'em out. We'll be menacing the neighborhood from dark:30 to about 9. The post-zombie party will follow immediately afterward. Our own Halloween brews - Oatmeal Stout and Pumpkin Ale will be on tap. The perfect beers for pairing with fresh, warm brains! ;) See you there!!!
~S

Monday, October 5, 2009

City Eats - Kingwood, Tx

Cupcake and I felt like we HAD to write this review, even though its not about a bar. It’s a simple, little hot dog joint called City Eats. We had to because in our little bland, clonelike suburb of Kingwood we feel compelled to give props to anyone who makes the great leap of faith in trying to show a little bit of character here.

Don't get me wrong though.... its not like a piece of Austin or The Montrose was just magically dropped on our doorstep. Its just a hole-in-the-wall hot dog joint..... BUT they don't half-ass what they do. As the WAY over-used slang phrase goes.... they "bring it." From what I gather, the owner is from New Jersey and its apparent he knows his way around a hot dog.

I have to be honest in saying that being from Texas, until a few years ago I was ignorant of what a real hot dog is, what it means and how good it can be. Now fellow Texans don’t start… just don’t! Hush it. Slapping a little chili and cheddar on a dog is not the be-all and end-all of hot dogs. And it damn sure isn’t throwing a dog in a cheap bun and squirting some ketchup on it… that’s for kids…. and absolutely disgusting. We have to accept the fact that our friends from the North are the masters of the dog. Next time you’re up there, see for yourself. Try out a dirt
y-water dog in New York, or a Chicago style while in the Windy City….. trust me they are like heaven. And now thanks to City Eats, Kingwood has the opportunity to eat some truly authentic dogs and not some lame facsimile that some places might try to peddle around here. For those of you transplanted from up North, you’ll be happy to know that they have managed to import Sabretts dogs all the way from New York. (Texans, please refrain from repeating that Pace Picante sauce commercial catch phrase here)

As a true lover of the bizarre creation that is the Chicago style hot dog, it had to be my first dog at City Eats. I chose to go with a polish sausage sub'd in for the frank. It ROCKED! After lots of study of this style I can tell you it was authentic, right down to the poppy seed bun. And trust me, poppy seed buns are hard to come by around here. I scoured every grocery store in the area and found NONE. George had the New York style with the red onion sauce...YUM! I understand you can buy the Sabrett Red Onion Sauce there.... yet another reason I'll be back.

Don’t expect to be overwhelmed by the décor, City Eats is definitely a hole-in-the-wall. But then if you’ve been to Jersey or NYC, you know there are plenty of holes-in-the-wall up there that make some amazing food. I think we down here have been swept up by a culture of always needing to be entertained, no matter what the venue. The truth is we don’t always need restaurants to have cute little mass-produced knick-knacks and “flare” on the walls to make our experience enjoyable. (Ssshhh… the secret is… all that crap is to distract you from the fact that the food in those places is mediocre at best.)


So anywho, if you’re up in Kingwood and hungry, give City Eats a try. You may be thinking… dude, its just a dog. But is it really? I think not. Its America…. at least it’s the small part of America that hasn’t been dumbed-down and turned into the lowest common denominator in order to maximize profit. Grab your nearest yankee friend, take them to City Eats, and have them instruct you on how to eat a real dog. Lets do what we can to encourage more businesses like this. Don’t be afraid of a little culture…even if it is “just a dog”.


The Brew Card

Atmosphere: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Clientele: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Beer selection: N/A
Food: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Service: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Prices: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10
Stuff to do: N/A

Overall: 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10

Thursday, September 10, 2009

BIERFEST - OCTOBER 3rd


Followers of BB&T, the date has been vetted and set. October 3rd will be our first annual BIERFEST! In the vein of the famous Oktoberfest of Munich, we decided we need a Fall celebration of our own - for the end of the hellishly hot Texas summer! Good riddance to it.

We plan to have 4 beers on tap - our Coffee Porter, our Honeywheat and our latest creations - our new Irish Red and German Koelsch. Come getcha some! In return, we ask that you bring a dish. German food would fit the occasion but don't feel limited. Bring whatever floats your boat.

Comments, ideas, decorative contributions and suggestions will be appreciated.

So mark your calendars in permanent ink! October 3rd. BIERFEST at George & Steph's!