Many years ago, during my marine biologist days, I lived for an extended two months in Bermuda. Fifteen of us students were led by Dr. Singletary and we stayed at the Bermuda Biological Station for Research (BBS). A few of the stories about Bermuda can be read here (scroll for more). Among many great memories was the drop (or more) of Worthington E.
Worthington is a brewer of beer. Since Bermuda is a British Overseas Territory, British beers like Worthington were easily found on tap. One of our favorite places to get it was a pub in St. George’s, a leisurely 1.8 mile walk from the BBS. I don’t actually recall the name of the pub at the time (we called it “The pub is a pub is a pub”), but a quick search brings up The George & Dragon Pub, which is definitely it.
Our adventures there began on our first night in Bermuda. After getting settled we all decided to hike out to find some refreshment. The walk into St. George’s was longer than its 1.8 miles because we walked close to a mile in the wrong direction before realizing our mistake and turning around. By the time the fifteen of us reached the pub we were ready for sustenance. That sustenance was a big stein of draft Worthington E, which were refreshed periodically.
There were two incidents from that first night that will need their own posts later on: one revolving around the purple t-shirts all of us were wearing that night, and the other involving a lonely sailor.
Worthington E is featured in today’s story. The beer was miraculously smooth going down, which naturally led to a beer guzzling competition. Most of my companions assumed I was a lightweight drinker, but the Worthington E was slid down so easily that I found myself in the finals against Nancy Rigotty. I don’t actually remember who won, for reasons that should be obvious, though keep in mind that we all walked the 1.8 miles back to the BBS that night. By 7 A.M. the next morning we were ready for breakfast and the beginning of our semester of marine biology study.
Sadly, the Worthington brewery was bought out a few times and is now a part of Molson Coors, whose name in itself guarantees I’ll never drink it again. The “E” seems to have disappeared completely as they (barely) focus on the “Shield” versions of their beer. The BBS is now the BIOS, as somewhere along the way they changed the name to the Bermuda Institute of Ocean Sciences. The “pub is a pub is a pub” (aka, The George & Dragon) closed shop in 2009 but has now reopened as a sports bar. Perhaps some day I’ll get back to Bermuda and check it out. I’ll also check out the White Horse Tavern, which still remains after all these years. The White Horse was the only place that could make a vodka gimlet with cointreau (which, I must say, is to die for).
David J. Kent is a science traveler and the author of Lincoln: The Man Who Saved America, in Barnes and Noble stores now. His previous books include Tesla: The Wizard of Electricity (2013) and Edison: The Inventor of the Modern World (2016) and two e-books: Nikola Tesla: Renewable Energy Ahead of Its Time and Abraham Lincoln and Nikola Tesla: Connected by Fate.
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