Place where beer is served

Usage examples of taproom.

Beyond the gates of the park, Upper Newbury was a picturesque village of thatched, whitewashed houses clustered about a green with the tall-spired Church of All Souls and an inn with its taproom belowstairs and its assembly room and guest rooms abovestairs.

In the taproom of the Hotel Belvidere, back of Calhoun in the southeast part of the station, Frances was keeping ten feet behind a short, plump man wearing a blue overcoat, a white scarf and a gray hat.

As Nortreen crashed to the floor, something stirred in the darkest shadows of the taproom.

JOHANN slowed down as he entered the little spa, most of its houses already asleep, a few people dribbling out from the late showing at the movie house, lights burning in the taprooms of the smaller inns where the last songs were being sung about high mountains and sun-filled valleys and hearts longing for their homeland.

It was wash day and the smell of soap and boiling linen from the washhouse in the back filled the low-ceilinged taproom.

The taproom was packed with guardsmen, and a rude lot were they, badmouthing the local ale and whores as if they got better in Tradeford.

It was fairly typical as dockside taverns went, exceptional only for the dozen or so bedchambers over the taproom, which boasted deep feather beds and pristine linens, not to mention a heavily armed guard at each door.

There was a roaring fire in the taproom of the Unicorn, and Hebba and Sallana, the serving maid, were working at full stretch.

And the same song and dance at Paul's Taproom, where they sit on bar stools, because the circular sofa around the big table is fully occupied: trucking men with ladies and interminable stories which even Goldmouth's feted arrival can interrupt only briefly, and that because they feel obliged to say some thing about the dog.

Many's the Trough-man who's alive today, with sane spirit and functioning kneecaps, on account of how he had time to slip into the maze back of the taproom before the newly-arrived grudge holder, enforcer, bill collector, feudist, outraged (and-now-armed) victim, disgruntled husband, insensate father, insensate mother, insensate wife, insensate you-name-it, serial killer, homicidal maniac, gibbering lunatic or evangelist had time to spot him in the throng and nail him.

Like most first-class saloons, the Parthenon provided a maze of semi-private chambers, great and small, for the discreet get-togethers of patrons too delicate-natured for the main taproom up front.

A far cry from the masars of polished elmwood in which Reise served customers in his taproom in Barca’s Hamlet.

The taprooms were fiill now, and he discovered that the tall redheaded girl in men's clothing had been causing public comment for nearly a week.

In the name of commerce and for the accommodation of visiting spacemen taprooms and gaming halls and other places of hospitality to strangers in that area near the spaceport never closed their doors.

You heard a lot of gripes in the taprooms, but the very fact they felt free to gripe counted for something, he felt.