Next stop, North Yorkshire. Or at least that’s where the Good Beer Guide has stuck Yorkshire Ales, the first new GBG entry in Snaith since the Corn Laws were repealed and Herbert Nappy Askwith ran a craft beer bar here.
Odd that, since Bing Maps is pretty sure Snaith is in the East Riding, and the Old Mill Brewery Tap, a few yards closer to the dreaded border with North Yorks, is still firmly in the East.
We’ll skip over the fact they’re both part of the Doncaster CAMRA empire, shall we ? This would never have happened under Roger Protz.
Who cares ? I do. Simon thinks he’s done all the East Yorks GBG entries, but he hasn’t, I’ve beat him (evil cackle).
AND I tipped up on the busiest night of the year, as Ye Olde Christmas Fayre signalled the festive milkshakes and candy floss. The mince pies and scotch eggs in the weirdly named Kitchen Deli were quite sensational. I’m still cleaning crumbs out of my Aygo a week later.
Yorkshire Ales looks micro from the outside with its beery boasts, but inside it’s very macro, clearly aiming to capture the giant Snaith night-time economy all for itself. Folk in Snaith are allowed by me to wear pashminas as it’s cold up here.
I’m not sure what happened in 1905 to cause folk to misbehave; didn’t Bradford City win the FA Cup ? (that’s West Yorkshire).
Loads of nooks and crannies, some containing weird unspecified keg.
But the oddest thing was the wide bar, clearly designed so that punters couldn’t reach over and top up their own beer.
It’s hard to give you an objective view, as it was too packed to enjoy, bit like the Cronx in Croydon, but I can tell you it was fun, had as many Old Boys as Young Boys (not Bern), and the beer was good or better (NBSS 3+).
If it’s this busy every Friday and Saturday night they’ll be expanding into the honeypots of Old Goole and Askern soon. We can dream.