3rd January 2020
The big news first. Those twins from Love Island, a show about people who like visiting countries surrounded by water, are from our village ! They came to James’ birthday party once ! Media enquiries to Mrs RM.
Enough of the humping, back to the Humber and you’ll see I succumbed at the first hurdle and used my last remaining Hull blog title. Next year it’ll be variations on “Humber”, “Kingston” and “Tigers”.
Leaving the White Hart I followed the tourist trail.
At 18:11, standing outside Ye Olde Black Boy, I was suddenly taken by the thought that Hull might be the best city in the world, and that if you transported tourists from outside Betty’s or Kings or the Harp here you’d be doing them a favour.
Sounds like sea shanties to me.
Actually, all Hull needs IS more visitors. The old and new pubs were only ticking over on the first Friday of 2020. Let’s blame Dryanuary, shall we ?
Hull Minster is magnificent, standing tall behind the Sam Smiths and the Atom Tap, where I headed for a preemptive tick and some very odd Nacho Fries.



I asked for the Burnt Ends, which didn’t come, not that I had any idea what burnt ends are. I always ask for stuff I don’t recognise, unless it’s French.
“Excuse me, I think I’m missing my burnt ends” I said, meekly. He offered me a free half.
Into the Fruitmarket area, completely unrecognisable from my last visit.

More women than men in a lot of these modern beer bars, you know.
Perhaps the scariest beer board so far in the Taphouse, it actually stretched across the Humber into North Lincolnshire. I’m past caring about the beer by now but it was a 3.5, which is all that counts.

I walked round Victoria Pier. Sadly the Minerva was shut for a while, but the highlight is outside, anyway.

So, all good in Hull. But…what oh what have they done to the Green Bricks ?
And no, I didn’t pop in the Admiral for a late pint, even though it was next door to my Ibis. I have self control, you know.
Does anyone actually know what burnt ends are?
At least that beer board quotes prices for all measures, rather than confusing people by selecting one at random, BrewDog style.
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Bits of burnt meat i guess. Local Hull delicacies
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BBQ term for the ends of brisket. Quite tasty.
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Burnt ends are created while barbecuing beef brisket
https://www.thespruceeats.com/burnt-ends-overview-and-tups-333906
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Thanks Paul. Amuricans😛
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Quite tasty too. Very popular in the American south.
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Four candles burnt at both ends gives eight lights.
Not to ne confused with Fork ‘andles burnt …….
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Burnt ends are the prized pieces of a brisket for barbeque aficionados….
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A Burnt End is what you get about 3 hours after nachos with extra strong halapenos. BRAPA probably has visual proof of this somewhere.
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With a pair of love-hungry beauties on the blog, I’d have thought a Terry Thomas inspired “Well Hull-o!” Would have fitted the headline…
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Doh! That’s brilliant Mark.
Will save it for 2021.
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Burnt ends is a BBQ term for a part of the brisket I believe. Fatty and takes longer to cook. Very well loved in BBQ circles.
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It is worth noting that Northern Rail have now linked Halifax and Hull with a direct train for the discerning pub connoisseur.
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Why wasn’t this the lead news item?
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Leon,
Get it to call at Hellifield and your company can boast “‘From Hellifield, Hull, and Halifax, good Northern Rail delivers you”
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Very good, Paul.
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Hi! I love how informative and great your articles are. Can you recommend any other Food Blog Names or blogs that go over the same topics? Thanks a lot!
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