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.
retiredmartin 
Would Quosh approve of pita though? His bread type is often more exotic!
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He is exotic (met him this afternoon and we discussed kebabs, interestingly), but it was warm and fluffy, which is what you want.
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Samoon seemed to be his fave. Sadly I’m not sure I’ve ever seen it.
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“We’re seeing more of them both than we have for for years,”
For four years or just scrap one of the two fors*.
* – that’s a tiny Canadian joke 🙂
(slow golf clap) I totally understand. 🙂
“so we headed down to Kelham pretending to be young people.”
Two out of four ain’t bad. 😉
“Seemingly built out of steel containers,”
Did they nick that idea from South Park?
“which means I got to order from Greek Gods Cuisine”
You forgot the apostrophe, which they got right above their door. 🙂
“while Mrs RM joined the queue for Bubba Bar (see if you can spot her, she’s the one who’s impatient)”
Top of the stairs, on the left?
“even though it was actually Mrs RM who climbed the stairs.”
But you DID walk there, right?
“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.”
🙂
“it washed down some gorgeous meat from Greeks God Cuisine”
See my earlier remark, and this time the ‘s’ is i the wrong place. 😉
“Sometimes, beer and doner and chips is all you need.”
Yep*. 🙂
* – and good company!
Cheers
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I gave you lots of work to do there, Russ.
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Good man! Helping me get my grammar itch sated before I stop posting for a few weeks. 🙂
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Have you seen ‘latest internet sensation’ Rate My Takeaway on YouTube? Although based in Leeds, he’s already visited a number of Sheffield food takeaways. May give you some ideas.
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Nothing good ever came out of Leeds. Except BRAPA on his train home.
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Our late friend Richard ?
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He’s somewhere fuming about that comment !
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How quickly you have absorbed the general Sheffield dislike of anything Leodensian. My daughters were both born in Leeds, but I’ll assume that your post was written in ignorance rather than out of malice.
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You assume what you like, Will; I’ll assume they were actually conceived somewhere that isn’t beyond redemption. Our first was conceived in Doncaster (not the posh bit) and born in Stevenage, poor sod.
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SH,
“My daughters were both born in Leeds” prompts the question “What else is there to do there ?”,
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Genetic analysis has shown that the folk of West Yorkshire, of Elmet, in which Leeds is situated, are still largely one of the most isolated Celtic tribes of Britain, by blood lines…Elmet…”Ill met by moonlight”…A Midsummer Night’s Dream was set in Athens, and – although far be it from me to question the choices of the Bard – I don’t think that names like Nick Bottom, Francis Flute, Robin Starveling, and Tom Snout are very convincingly Greek personally.
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