Another outing for “My Pointless Friend Richard” in the classic line up of me, Mrs MOFAD, Karon & John. As the quiz was on, the pub weren’t doing food so we had picked up emergency fish’n’chips and taunted other quiz teams by eating them in here.
The brain cogs need lubrication, so a pint of Black Dragonfly was in order, from up the A46 in Newark.
It is described as a black IPA. It is not that. A pleasant bitter with roasted malts is what it is. And it didn’t help, as “My Pointless Friend Richard” suffered another defeat at this venue.