This week, we wanted to go back to the raw milk stand we discovered on one of our first country drives. This time, though, we couldn’t leave it up to chance. I looked it up, and we headed out toward the coast. We stopped at a couple of stands along the way, and picked up gooseberries and cucumbers, as well as a basil plant. We found the “milk shed,” marveled at the good prices, and then started to head home, wondering if that was it. We had thought we might make it out to the coast, but the sky had gone dark, and it would inevitably be pouring soon.
|OK, can I just stop here and say that I am super excited about this picture? So fun!|
So, we decided to just head back to Bury St. Edmunds, yet hoping we’d see something fun along the way. It didn’t take long! We came across this sign:
St. Peter’s Brewery? The St. Peter’s brewery? We thought we’d check it out! We followed the signs, and passed a field of cows lazing about in the grass, just as we crossed a moat onto a beautiful property. Sure enough, there was the brewery for a brand of beer we had known about for years! We had no idea it was anywhere near us, and the property was really small and unassuming. (By the way, this is the point at which my camera battery died, so the only pictures I took of it were on my phone.)
The old church, it turns out, is a restaurant! The brewery is housed in a series of more modest brick buildings– maybe an old rectory? At three o’clock on a Sunday afternoon, we were just in time for a tour.
This chatty gentleman is also a professional toastmaster, and had so many interesting things to tell us about England and their beers. (The subject of Vikings came up several times.)
Have you had St. Peter’s beers? They are recognizable for their unique oval-shaped bottles.
After viewing all of the brewing equipment and processing rooms, it was time to do some tasting.
My favorite was the grapefruit beer. We also tasted two that we really thought were awful– one had local whisky in it and tasted of bandaids, and the other was supposed to taste like peat. Blech. Mr. Toastmaster agreed with us.
Also, this kid is a very good sport.
After, we walked around the beautiful grounds. The restaurant had just closed, but it looked so special inside.
We will have to go back there for lunch the next time we go pick up some raw milk.
So many wonderful surprises all around us– all we have to do is get in the car and drive… It is so fun to explore whenever we get the chance!
Have you ever been pleasantly surprised to discover something kind of famous in your own back yard? I’d love to hear about it!