An exciting new feature is currently being advertised at the Cavendish here in Sheffield. It’s an “interactive jukebox”! I have to say, I vastly prefer these new interactive jukeboxes. They’re so much better than the old non-interactive jukeboxes, where you didn’t put any money in or choose a song or anything.
Props to the Red Deer here in Sheffield: as well as being located a handy 38 seconds’ walk from my desk, they’ve responded brilliantly to some constructive feedback. I had my lunch there last Friday. Corn fritters. Tasty enough, but overpriced at seven quid for a few mouthfuls. I mentioned this to them on Twitter … Continue reading
There’s a great irony about the Sunday dinner pub, (which I neglected to mention when I blogged about Sunday dinner pubs. It’s that even the dinner, Sunday or otherwise, is usually shit. But today my in-laws took me to the Speckled Hen in St Albans for lunch, and it was great. A sort of bean … Continue reading
At the University Arms, people form a linear, post office-style queue at the bar, rather than just nudging in where there’s a space and waiting for their turn. I don’t know whether this is down to the physical layout of the pub or the cerebral nature of the clientele. But it’s the only pub I … Continue reading