PARENTAL ADVISORY : CONTAINS YORKSHIRE
Quite hard judging whether to bring you short reports on some of these never-ending rural Yorkshire dining pubs, but I didn’t want you to miss out on this filth.
This is what greets American visitors on their day trips from Whitby to the Blacksmith’s Arms in Lastingham, on the edge of the North Yorks Moors.
If nearby Cropton sounds familiar, Mrs RM and I did a brewery tour overnighter there 3 years ago. We attempted to walk to Lastingham that night but the Eton Mess at the New Inn got the better of us.
Fairly idyllic, heh ?
One photo will delight some of you and alienate the other 99%.
Yes, cushion overload, and goodness knows what Mudgie will think of the seats…
A slightly incongruous TV screen seems at odds with the rest of the bar.
It’s an odd mixture of professionalism, fine dining and old-school vlllage pub.
Too many beers, of course.
I had to escape the tiny bar, overrun by indecisive families. Wicker seating outside but at least the views to the hills were decent.
The Theakston screamed “2.5”. I left it for 5 minutes to walk the bounds, and when I came back it had magicked into a 3. That happens sometimes.
So, no plants were harmed in the production of this post, and on my return to the bar I had the opportunity to explore the Gents further.
The mind boggles as to what was contained in the Ladies.