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We have somehow avoided returning to White Horse in almost eight years, an oversight I can't even begin to fathom. How did this happen? Did we decide we have something against tasty cheap(ish) burgers? Did we get spooked by the ghost of Dylan Thomas last time? (Thomas had the last eighteen whiskies of his prolific drinking career at White Horse, shortly before being taken to St. Vincent's to die of pneumonia. An apt quotation of his: "An alcoholic is someone you don't like who drinks as much as you do." Well said, sir.)
Do not go gentle into that good PubNight.
-Mike, minus eighteen whiskies