I’ve been robbed!
It was my own fault; I shouldn’t have gone in there. I mean, look at it, from the outside, it looks dark and dingy. In fact, this place didn’t even dare call it self anything, there’s no name above it at all.
Inside, there was no service at the bar, just waitress service at the tables. Mrs BobinOz wanted a margarita, I simply wanted a beer. In this bar, Peroni was the beer on tap. A glass of that then.
The waitress returned a few moments later with our drinks and the bill.
$23.50!
My beer was in an unusual looking glass, I’ve not seen one like it before. It looked nice. But of course, that’s not my key concern. How big is it? I investigated.
330 mL!
I had just paid $8.50 for 330 mL of Peroni beer. That’s not even a proper beer measure, as anyone who has read my post about beer measurements in Australia explained will know.
And at current exchange rates, I was paying about £9.00 a pint.
Gulp!
I got a name for them, ‘The Dick Turpin’!
I wasn’t the only one being mugged; we were a group of 10. But it was beginning to get difficult for me to enjoy myself, we’d only been out an hour and a half and only had three drinks, but when you include my $20 contribution to the taxi fare, I’d already spent $90.50.
It was going to be an expensive evening. Anyway, we moved on.
Past the Hi-Fi, where we saw The Fall live.
Past the proper pub, with down to earth prices and no carpets…
And on to our next stop…
This was much better! It was called the Rumpus Room or something. They served James Squires Golden Ale, a fine brew indeed, in pints. And I was relieved to note that Mrs BobinOz switched to dry white wine.
Two drinks, $15.50.
I love a pint glass. Not for the shape or design of course, but simply because it contains 70% more beer than the other previous fancy pants glass!
But three drinks later, we moved on again. This time…..
Let’s try and take a closer look.
Dark, dingy, but this time no mugging! This venue sold a list of fine beers as long as your arm. Things were beginning to get a little hazy at this stage, but I settled for an IPA. Can’t remember the specific name, but I know I’ve never heard of it before.
It was fantastic!
Actually, can’t remember the name of the bar, it may have been Uber. I just don’t know. But again, I got a pint and my wife had dry white wine. This time, $16 a go.
I liked this pub so much, that I decided we should sell our home in the sleepy suburbs of Western Brisbane and move into the busy, bustling West End of the city, just so I could walk to my new local pub every night and buy a few of their fine ales on tap.
But Mrs BobinOz, she said “no!” She felt I should be thinking about Elizabeth’s education and all the great friends she has made at our local school.
Really? She can be so selfish at times.
Three drinks later, we were ready to eat kebabs. Within 5 minutes, all 10 of us were chomping on the finest kebabian cuisine in the southern hemisphere. Its amazing how great those things taste after a skinful.
We then paid $25 per couple to secure our cab rides home and at around 2:30 AM, we were all back in our little sleepy western suburb houses.
A recap:
- Cab there: $20.00
- Pub One: $70.50
- Pub Two: $46.50
- Pub Three: $48.00
- Kebabs (2) $16.50
- Cab home: $25.00
- Total: $226.50
Incredibly, I’d gone out with $230 and some change. I had just 5 bucks left when I got home. So, not a cheap night out by any means. But the company was great, (happy birthday Nick) and we’re all hoping to do it again sometime soon. Maybe even next month.
On the other hand, the whole evening (for two people) cost 6.9 hard yakka’s (one person working) and we were out for seven hours. Pretty good when you look at it like that, I’d say.
Anyway, I shouldn’t be blogging today, it’s another bank holiday Monday. This time for Labour Day. I should be living the dream!
Hold on. That means we’ve had 8 out of the last 11 days off!
I am living the dream!
It was my own fault; I shouldn’t have gone in there. I mean, look at it, from the outside, it looks dark and dingy. In fact, this place didn’t even dare call it self anything, there’s no name above it at all.
Crime scene.
Inside, there was no service at the bar, just waitress service at the tables. Mrs BobinOz wanted a margarita, I simply wanted a beer. In this bar, Peroni was the beer on tap. A glass of that then.
The waitress returned a few moments later with our drinks and the bill.
$23.50!
My beer was in an unusual looking glass, I’ve not seen one like it before. It looked nice. But of course, that’s not my key concern. How big is it? I investigated. 330 mL!
I had just paid $8.50 for 330 mL of Peroni beer. That’s not even a proper beer measure, as anyone who has read my post about beer measurements in Australia will know.
And at current exchange rates, I was paying about £9.00 a pint.
Gulp!
I got a name for them, ‘The Dick Turpin’!
I wasn’t the only one being mugged; we were a group of 10. But it was beginning to get difficult for me to enjoy myself, we’d only been out an hour and a half and only had three drinks, but when you include my $20 contribution to the taxi fare, I’d already spent $90.50.
It was going to be an expensive evening. Anyway, we moved on.
Past the Hi-Fi, where we saw The Fall live.
hi fi
Past the proper pub, with down to earth prices and no carpets…
Boundary
And on to our next stop…
Rumpus
This was much better! It was called the Rumpus Room or something. They served James Squires Golden Ale, a fine brew indeed, in pints. And I was relieved to note that Mrs BobinOz switched to dry white wine. Two drinks, $15.50.
I love a pint glass. Not for the shape or design of course, but simply because it contains 70% more beer than the other previous fancy pants glass!
But three drinks later, we moved on again. This time…..
uber
Let’s try and take a closer look.
closer
Dark, dingy, but this time no mugging! This venue sold a list of fine beers as long as your arm. Things were beginning to get a little hazy at this stage, but I settled for an IPA, can’t remember the specific name, but I know I’ve never heard of it before. It was fantastic!
Actually, can’t remember the name of the bar, it may have been Uber. I just don’t know. But again, I got a pint and my wife had dry white wine. This time $16 a go.
I liked this pub so much, that I decided we should sell our home in the sleepy suburbs of Western Brisbane and move into the busy, bustling West End of the city, just so I could walk to my new local pub every night and buy a few of their fine ales on tap.
But Mrs BobinOz, she said “no!” She felt I should be thinking about Elizabeth education and all the great friends she has made at our local school.
Really? She can be so selfish at times.
Three drinks later, we were ready to eat kebabs. Within 5 minutes, all 10 of us were chomping on the finest kebabian cuisine in the southern hemisphere. Its amazing how great those things taste after a skinful.
We then paid $25 per couple to secure our rides home and at around 2:30 AM, we were all back in our little sleepy western suburb houses.
A recap:
Cab there: $20.00
Pub One: $70.50
Pub Two: $46.50
Pub Three: $48.00
Kebabs (2) $16.50
Cab home: $25.00
Total: $226.50
So, not a cheap night out by any means. But the company was great, (happy birthday Nick) and we’re all hoping to do it again sometime soon. Maybe even next month.
On the other hand, the whole evening (for two people) cost 6.9 hard yakka’s (one person working) and we were out for seven hours. Pretty good when you look at it like that, I’d say.
Anyway, I shouldn’t be blogging today, it’s another bank holiday Monday. This time for Labour Day. I should be living the dream!
Hold on. That means we’ve had 8 out of the last 11 days off!
I am living the dream!
Dear bob I wrote to
You ages ago con from Greece that I was coming to Brisbane well I did here I am my friend moved over 2 months ago to a area called Springfield lakes a up coming brand new area with gorgeous houses and lakes life has been great. But what I wanted to say was that where I work which is a seafood restaurant the food is amazing and cheap they do a half price menu of the best seafood you could ever ask for. It’s called Georges paragon restaurant and it’s down sanctuary cove they are opening one down eagle Pier brisbane and it’s going to be big. It gets packed every week I waiter there but this place needs to be seen and reported by you trust me you will be amazed at the prices lobster mornay whole 35 bucks big seafood dishes for around 20 bucks hope to see you mate if you need more info just email me.
Hi Con
Glad you made it here and that life’s great. As it happens, I’ve already been to Georges Paragon on Sanctuary Cove, it was in my first year here, I hadn’t even started the blog.
You’re right tho’ it’s a great seafood restaurant and the prices are pretty good, especially given the great views and where it is. If I remember rightly, doesn’t it also have a helicopter pad? Handy for those who’ve got one and fancy a quick fish n chips. I’m still saving up for my ‘copter.
When does the Brisbane one open?
Too late mate, I’ve already been. Coincidentally, there were just 3 in our round too. Thank God there wasn’t more! Yes, I laughed too when I got coins change back out of a fifty.
Lovely beer but I’ve never been back.
As a recent emigree, I too was shocked during my first night out in the West End to be in a round that cost $46 for 3 beers. Avoid the Belgian Beer Bar at all costs!