Places where alcoholic or species-specific intoxicating beverages may be purchased.
Discworld pubs and bars include the following, all named in the stories so far. Please note that the The Compleat Ankh-Morpork lists a total of two hundred and twenty-eight public houses in the City of Ankh-Morpork, and the interested or dedicated drinker is advised to go to this most illuminating gazetteer. This total excludes wine bars such as the Café Ankh, hotels or restaurants where alcohol is served, and nightclubs such as the Blue Cat Club. The directory in The Compleat Ankh-Morpork also excludes most Troll and Dwarf bars, although humans tend to be welcome in most provided they are escorted by a known member of the appropriate species. (and, in the case of Dwarf bars, if they do not make unfortunate remarks about "just a half, thanks", or "low dive, isn't it?")
For brevity's sake, this list will feature only those that have appeared in the canonical books to date. Or else have such in interesting or entertaining story attached that's worth re-telling! A statistic quoted in I Shall Wear Midnight suggested that there are over three hundred pubs in the city. Unless the speaker was including New Ankh, this is perhaps exaggeration.
- the Axe and Bottle, formerly the Bottle and Stoat.
- The Blue Lias, no longer a going concern, a troll bar in Holy Wood.
- The Bucket in Gleam Street
- The Bunch of Grapes in Easy Street, favoured by Samuel Vimes in his drinking days
- The Butcher's Eagle in the slaughterhouse district of Ankh-Morpork. Used by drovers bringing their stock in for slaughter.
- The Widespread Arms on Treacle Mine Road, opposite the Seamstresses' Guild.
- The Café Ankh, perhaps more of a bar.
- The Crimson Leech in Easy Street
- The Dirty Rat, another Dwarf bar
- The Duchess in Munz, Borogravia; an inn run by the Perks family
- The Fiddler's Riddle in Ohulan Cutash. A truly miserable place where Eskarina Smith's trust was abused, and the peach brandy she created thus turned into something unspeakable by morning. It has apparently vastly improved by the time of Raising Steam.
- The Flaming Kookaburra, a pub for expat Fourecksians. It also hosts the country's Embassy to Ankh-Morpork (in the back bar).
- The Goblin's Head / Commander's Arms, the pub in the otherwise un-named vilage where Sam Vimes gets used to being Lord of the Manor and a real Squire because he owns the place...
- The Goat and Bush in Lancre, where Giamo Casanunda set about the seduction of Nanny Ogg with typically Dwarvish attention to the fine detail. Unfortunately, the mood of Hubba-hubba! was compromised when the venue was gate-crashed by Elves.
- The Goat and Spirit Level in Hen & Chickens Field
- The Groaning Platter down by Brass Bridge
- The Inn of the Fifth Elephant - On the boarder of Uberwald
- The Jolly Cabbage in Scrote
- The King's Head/ King's Legs - another city pub to have a change of direction after a makeover. Named by a simple yet creative barman. Was visited by Pictsies in The Wee Free Men. The strange thing is that is that the the owner ended up richer for it.
- The Long Bones, whose cellars are the home of the Ratcatchers' Guild.
- The Mended Drum
- The Miner's Arms - Dwarf bar
- The Octarine Parrot at no. 9 Whalebone Lane.
- The Quene's Head/Duke's Head in the cabbage-growing hinterland near Sto Helit (the precise name of the pub, along with the colour of the landlord's shirt, depends on which part of the local space-time continununuum you inhabit)
- The Rumptuous Arms in the village of Hapley
- The Stab in the Back opposite the Opera House.
- The Troll's Head in the Shades
- The Turkey and Vegetables, frequented by Mr Stollop;
- An unidentified inn at Plün, Borogravia, an altogether meaner place where sharp noses identified the beer as having a strong equine micturation content. This is also the place where we learn of the deleterious effects of the Electrick Floorbanger on trolls;
Other species have their liquid, or at least molten, intoxicants.
A typical hang-out for Trolls is the Cavern Club in Ankh-Morpork. Molten lava to drink, ear-meltingly loud rock music, cheese 'n' chutney flavoured gravel, and so on, mean that these establishments are generally for trolls only.