Just when I'd thought I'd done them all, the Belgium elephant in the room snorted loudly. Belgo must be treated as a pub, at least the bar area at the front. And aptly an elephant adorned one of the walls, a Belgian nod perhaps to Camden Town's brewing past?
I had an engagement in the Roundhouse over the road, so it did make sense, and the Belgians are known for their beer I suppose. Cold and fizzy and funny tasting though it may be. So I had half a pils.
Very cosy in here. Tiny bar - perhaps the smallest bar in the borough.
A chap drinking Kwak got served with mini-yards in wooden frames. Crazy.