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	<title>Comments on: Bramble Bar Edinburgh</title>
	<link>http://www.jamieclague.co.uk/blog/2007/02/14/bramble-bar-edinburgh/</link>
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		<title>By: Jamie</title>
		<link>http://www.jamieclague.co.uk/blog/2007/02/14/bramble-bar-edinburgh/#comment-12</link>
		<author>Jamie</author>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Feb 2007 12:19:30 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description>A link to the Guardian 
http://www.ivebeenthere.co.uk/tips/11109</description>
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		<title>By: The Good Life</title>
		<link>http://www.jamieclague.co.uk/blog/2007/02/14/bramble-bar-edinburgh/#comment-476</link>
		<author>The Good Life</author>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 02:08:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.jamieclague.co.uk/blog/2007/02/14/bramble-bar-edinburgh/#comment-476</guid>
					<description>Bramble, on the face of it, is a nice bar: it's off the beaten path, more or less, being underground, and has good music, a "cool" hip-hop crowd, and a good cocktail menu. However, it suffers from the arbitrary, apparently-standard, male-directed xenohophia (well, that's what I assume is going on) that many other Edinburgh bars have going on. I have been to Bramble many times since it opened but tonight, for the first time, I was refused service and escorted off the premises on the grounds of being "too drunk". Now, I know what you are thinking: Friday night, high spirits, hormones blazing, I probaly deserved it. But no. The reality is that I am a mid-30's professional family man with a yoound daughter. Tonight a similarly experienced friend took me to Bramble to show me a new place. Bizarrely, we were roughly escorted from the premises by a pair of agressive bouncers because we asked for a repeat of a cocktail that we had been happily served (and paid £13 for!) by the head barman. Bramble seems to me to be a place that will take your hard-earned salary then arbitrarily refuse to serve you so much as a glass of water afterwards., I recommend nthat you avoid this establishment, or face the cost of a terrrible evening. The owner seems to believe that he/she (it seemed to have been a He) inhabits a rarefied and arbitray social space where ordinary people can be dismissed at whim. Don't go. Don't. Please.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bramble, on the face of it, is a nice bar: it&#8217;s off the beaten path, more or less, being underground, and has good music, a &#8220;cool&#8221; hip-hop crowd, and a good cocktail menu. However, it suffers from the arbitrary, apparently-standard, male-directed xenohophia (well, that&#8217;s what I assume is going on) that many other Edinburgh bars have going on. I have been to Bramble many times since it opened but tonight, for the first time, I was refused service and escorted off the premises on the grounds of being &#8220;too drunk&#8221;. Now, I know what you are thinking: Friday night, high spirits, hormones blazing, I probaly deserved it. But no. The reality is that I am a mid-30&#8217;s professional family man with a yoound daughter. Tonight a similarly experienced friend took me to Bramble to show me a new place. Bizarrely, we were roughly escorted from the premises by a pair of agressive bouncers because we asked for a repeat of a cocktail that we had been happily served (and paid £13 for!) by the head barman. Bramble seems to me to be a place that will take your hard-earned salary then arbitrarily refuse to serve you so much as a glass of water afterwards., I recommend nthat you avoid this establishment, or face the cost of a terrrible evening. The owner seems to believe that he/she (it seemed to have been a He) inhabits a rarefied and arbitray social space where ordinary people can be dismissed at whim. Don&#8217;t go. Don&#8217;t. Please.</p>
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