Bier Keller

What started off as a «let’s drop in here for a quick beer» at around midday, ended up with us stumbling out the door at 10 pm. The latest Bier Keller special, is a challenge called ‘around the world in 80 beers’
They give you a passport, and stamp your beers ‘origin’ with every purchase.
A great place to hear live music too, sports bar upstairs, the place is not too quiet during the day, and has a great atmosphere later on during the evening.
Will definitely be revisiting here before we leave the country!

Let’s be clear from the start: this place doesn’t have any exotic beers. I couldn’t find a single one. Pretty much every beer they carry is easily available everywhere, and most can be bought at a local tesco extra. As a Canadian, I was quite offended to once again find Moosehead as the only Canadian beer available. Seriously, haven’t these guys ever heard of La Maudite, la Fin du Monde or Creemore springs. (no, they haven’t.)
The beer selection is also quite lager centric, and the only ales they carry are the pretty standard ones. At least they do have some Belgian Trappist beers, which does save the quality of their menu a little.
But what they lack in their beer list, they more than make up for in their ambience and the general environment. Me and my girlfriend visited this place on a Sunday evening, and we were genuinely surprised to find a live singer (who my girl quite fancied — insert angry emoticon here) and the atmosphere buzzing. I had a standard German Weiss and my lady consumed some Cusqueña. (which I think I a great lager, and recommend it to lager lovers.)
Upstairs, they have rows of tables and benches, which I have been told is very German, but I really felt like I was home. The service was extremely friendly and even the bouncers (I think they were bouncers) smiled.
Whenever I’m in Liverpool, I shall be visiting this place, and if you are not an annoying beer snob like me, you will definitely enjoy the visit.

Down a flight of stairs on Stanley Street lurks a beer cellar that has Germanised itself up to be known as Bier Keller. I took a trip here on its second day of being open to the smelly public and was sorry to find it had a few teething problems. The blank plastered walls and scatterings of furniture gave it a oddly morose look. No music was playing so the air was echoing with chatter and the whole thing was strangely depressing, like a party that’s been going on far too long and everybody just wants to leave. Bear in mind this was its second day.
There were some positives, mind. When they finally get round to ordering enough of everything on their menus, the selection here will be very impressive, with fine old ales from across the globe. I hope this place makes it eventually. They deserve to live up to their staff’s eagerness and not my bristling cynicism.