Both our lads came over to Sheffield on Friday night. We’re seeing more of them both than we have for years, which is nice, but a bit surprising. It must be because they’re hungry.
Mrs RM was keen to show off her considerable cooking skills, but the lads were keener to revive the local economy so we headed down to Kelham pretending to be young people.
SteelYard is the latest development in Kelham’s ever-expanding empire of pop-up bars and monthly “event” venues, a northern Borough or Stevenson Square on a human scale.
Seemingly built out of steel containers, it hosts shops, a taxi rank, yoga and tattoos, as well as a bewildering number of bars and eateries you struggle to tell apart.
And they seem to share the uncovered bench seating, which means I got to order from Greek Gods’ Cuisine while Mrs RM joined the queue for Bubba Bar (see if you can spot her, she’s the one who’s impatient).
I’m claiming this for ALL THE PUBS IN SHEFFIELD ON FOOT No. 16 – Bubba Bar, Kelham Island, even though it was actually Mrs RM who climbed the stairs. Wars have been started on a flimsier premise.
It was something by Abbeydale, served in plastic and not notably good, but Matt noted it was cheaper than the beer in Manchester’s Northern Quarter, which I guess is why he’s over here so often.
But I mustn’t grumble; it washed down some gorgeous meat from Greeks Gods’ Cuisine that kebab supremo Quosh would have approved of.
Sometimes, beer and doner and chips is all you need.