A fair well hello again to Arms

The place had not long been open, and some pals had just bought one of the then newly-built homes nearby that the Anderton was born to serve.

The Longsands Lane pub was chosen to host a bawdy old housewarming, as at that point, the couple in question’s entire worldly furnishings ran to one vast white leather settee.

Seemed a new kind of pub to Preston at the time; large and rangy, wood floor to ceiling, beams, panels the whole bit, the focus clearly on grub and the big table low key family-do market.

At the same time, however, there was a genuine attempt to offer also an old school pub feel up the front end, with a decent saloon area and snuggy nooks.

A recent return confirmed this Ember Inn is still pursuing a similar – and now common, hereabouts – model, and clearly with a level of success. Midweek crowds rarely tell lies.

And all was tickety-boo.

The weather was warm enough that from the selection of casks on offer I settled for and subsequently stuck with Moorhouse Blond Witch.

This subtle pale beer was obviously well kept, with the light hoppy aroma intact and citric, delicate toffee loud and clear on the palate.

Easy drinking alongside a reasonable burger. Worth dropping by if you’re in the area.

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