I awoke with a jolt. "Where am I?"; I thought to myself. Realizing that The Hogwart Express had just pulled into Hogsmeade Station, I exited the train stiffly. As I meandered through the streets packed with oddly dressed pedestrians, I heard a low growl. My stomach was reminding me who really was in charge on this trip.
Looking for a meal among the oddly shaped and crooked buildings with fake concrete snow on them proved to be a challenge. The train fare to this land had set me back a pretty penny, so I had to choose wisely.
Having been lured over to the entrance of The Three Broomsticks by some hag selling Butterbeer and Pumpkin Juice, I proceeded cautiously. Once my eyes adjusted to the dim surroundings I placed my order with a green-eyed winch. Her orphic enchantments convinced me that a Butterbeer was a "must have". I also ordered a Hogs Head Ale which allegedly is prepared for this dark and ancient pub exclusively.
I found a table next to a oversized fireplace. While admiring the cement timbers lining the ceiling I shooed away straying children with my best bristling-eyebrow-glare. Sweaty smelly Muggles were everywhere.
The Butterbeer was alcohol free like unto a Rootbeer. It was basically cream soda heavy on the cream with a hint of vanilla. I like a bit more punch out of my beer than this Butterbeer. It was tasty though. The Hogs Head Ale hit the spot. I was rejuvenated nearly instantly.
The prices were wysiwyg for the most part. I paid eleven shillings for a half chicken with cottage potatoes and a corn on the cob. The vegetables were a trite icy for my liking, however the plate was a great value for this strange land.
Slurping down the last of my ale I thought I caught a glimpse of Albus Dumbledore, which made me shiver and slightly uncomfortable. One must be very careful in these parts. Beware of odd looking fellows, strange colored jelly beans, and chocolate frogs. If you ever find yourself at Hogsmeade Station be very careful, and know that you can find comfort at The Three Broomsticks.
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