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From Lincolnshire Fields to Your Glass: The Autumn Line-Up Worth Crossing the Village For

Tom Whitfield
From Lincolnshire Fields to Your Glass: The Autumn Line-Up Worth Crossing the Village For

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There's a particular kind of satisfaction in the first proper pint of autumn. The one you order when the fire's lit, the coats are on the hooks by the door, and the walk from the Market Place has left your cheeks just pink enough to justify a reward.

We've been busy behind the bar this season, and the cellar rotation has had something of a shake-up. Here's what's pouring at The Royal Oak right now — and, more importantly, what our regulars think you should order first.

The Local Hero: Poacher's Reward

If you've driven through the Lincolnshire Wolds lately, you'll have passed fields that look like something off a biscuit tin. It's from that same rich countryside that our current house favourite comes — a proper best bitter from a small batch brewery that's been quietly building a following across the county.

Tasting notes: Amber in the glass with a tight, cream-coloured head. There's biscuit malt on the nose — fitting, given the county's bakeries — followed by a gentle bitterness that lingers pleasantly. At 4.2%, it's a pint you can happily settle into for an evening.

Dave from the bowling club has been on it three nights running and describes it as "a proper pint, none of your fancy business." From Dave, that's a glowing review.

For the Adventurous: A Dark Horse

Not everyone wants pale and hoppy when the weather turns, and we've got just the thing. Our current dark offering is a modest 4.8% porter with notes of dark chocolate, a whisper of coffee, and a finish that's smoother than the A15 at 6am on a Sunday.

It's the sort of beer that divides opinion in the best way. Margaret, who has held firm opinions on the beer garden seating since 2009, tried it "just to be polite" and has since ordered it four times. We rest our case.

The Cider Corner

We'd never forget the cider drinkers, and autumn is arguably their finest hour. Currently on still: a traditional Lincolnshire cider, cloudy and appley with just enough sharpness to keep things interesting. It's made from orchard fruit pressed within a stone's throw of the county border, and it tastes like an October afternoon feels.

For those who prefer something a touch lighter, a sparkling perry-style option is also on — crisp, gently sweet, and dangerously easy drinking.

The Rotating Guest: Always Worth Asking

We keep one pump in constant flux, dedicated to whatever's caught our eye from breweries near and far. Recent guests have included a well-loved pale ale from a Yorkshire outfit and, one memorable week, a ruby ale that sold out by Thursday and prompted what we'll charitably call "strong feedback" from the Friday crowd.

The moral of the story? If something takes your fancy, don't leave it until the weekend. The best pints here have a habit of not hanging about.

What the Regulars Say

We asked around the bar for current picks, and the results were nothing if not emphatic:

Come and Try Before It's Gone

Real ale is a fleeting pleasure by nature — casks come and casks go, often quicker than we'd like. The best way to keep up with what's pouring is simply to pop in, have a look at the chalkboard, and ask. We're always happy to pull a taster if you're torn between two.

The fire's lit, the pints are conditioned, and there's a seat by the window with your name on it. See you at the bar.

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