Places Of Note Intro,

You know the feeling, you walk into a pub, and as you survey the bar your heart sinks as you stare despondently at the taps, like a lost traveller whom has just crested a dune and sees nothing but dry, sunbaked desert up to the horizon.  Tap 1 is inevitably (insert macro) Draught, tap 2 usually has the word Blonde in the name, tap 3 is inexplicably the same beer as tap 1 and tap 4, depending on how classy the place thinks it is, will be some euro-swill like Stella, or V f***ing B.  Occasionally you may be lucky enough to find an oasis, where noble Coopers may be served or, everybody’s favourite plan B, Little Creatures, but the desert is a harsh place and you will be disappointed more often than not. 

osueHousehhhhjkxncvljsdnvljsndfNow, everyone knows the big guns, like the Local Tap Houses and Slow Beers of the world, and if you need info about them then have a look over at the rather excellent Crafty Pint.  But you are not always going to be within easy reach of one of these beer-centric establishments so the idea here is to cover some of the other bars and bottle shops whom have rallied to the call and are beginning to support good beer.  My fondest dream (other than those power fantasies where I control world’s nuclear arsenals with my mobile) is that one day every decent pub will have at least one tap devoted to a beer from the nearest micro and restaurants will put as much effort into their beer selection as they do the wine list.  The more support places which do offer a decent selection of beers get then the closer this glorious day will come to pass.

Sadly, as I’m yet to perfect my teleporter (I still can’t find the cat) I will mostly cover areas in my immediate surrounds, namely, inner Melbourne and, from time to time, Sydney and Hobart.  If you live elsewhere or know of somewhere worthy let us know, or even better, make your own goddam blog. It ain't exactly hard, I reckon even Bob Katter could manage it and he's clearly a few seats short of an Upper House.  Gotta give credit where it's due though, the man looks like he'd rather enjoy a good beer over some poncy, city folk shiraz.

Hmmm, beer.

I gotta go to the fridge...    

Ah, there he is!