Parade of Pints at O'Connors Famous Pub, Salthill, Galway, Ireland.

'There is something magical, even mystical about watching a pint of Guinness being poured, the cream-brown liquid gushing from the tilted tap, the gleaming Guinness glass held at a 45 degree angle, so as to capture, control and catch the cascade of creamy stout, and the stall, an inch from the top of the glass, a virtual 'pintus-interruptis, prolonging and increasing your the desire, the show-and-go, the near-filled, not quite ready pint is then set aside to settle, your mouth, as dry as a beach at low-tide, your adam's apple animated, involuntarily moving up, and down, repeatedly, in mute swallow, as you watch, and gaze in wonder, as the colour of the liquid in the glass, lively, active, swirling, layers of curling strands of cream and brown, begins to mature, coalescing into a rich Connemara turf-brown, then darkening, blackening, from the bottom, up, building, like an impending storm, yet calmed, capped by a band of creamy white, a mysterious mushroom cap of malting Guinness head, the calming liquid head steadies the alchemy, the pint is now ready for the 'coup de grace', the addition of the brewer's 'grace note', setting the melody alight, the barman tops off the pint, no bubbles, just the last fattening of the calf before the feast, the condemned man's last meal, a slow injection from to tap, to top off the pint, the cream rising past the rim of the glass, rising proudly, peering out over the parapet, threatening to boil and roil over the rim, but instead, saluting the waiting drinker, standing to attention, a soldier, ready to serve. Aaaah, that's the perfect pint of Guinness.
This is one of my favourite vignette stories, one I love to tell in O'Connors Pub during my fireside tours, the shortest walking tour of Ireland, the fifty-foot tour of O'Connors pub, where the audience is waiting for the parade of creamy pints to be finished off, and for the story-telling to start. This short video reminds me of drone footage you might see of a parade, a parade of pints. Remember, black pints matter!