[…] and yet the house where he had lodgings was new-fronting, and not in condition to receive him: but he could go to his friend Belford's, in Soho; […]

Old Toby rises from his mat, / Sniffs neighborlily at the cat, / And yawns, (a trifle wide at that,) / With an old friend’s audacity;

Hazy on the eye and full of fruity esters, much of kellerbier’s colour (similar to a märzen) and body comes from caramelised malt, while a healthy hopping gives the beer its quenching crisp dryness and sprightly aromatics.

Well, said Peter Piper, we have been called Meg and Peg and Kilmanskeg and Gustibus and Peter Piper instead of our grand names, and now we live in a place called Racketty-Packetty House. Who cares! Let's join hands and have a dance.