At 56 (I know, you’re shocked), you shouldn’t really run for your train after five pints.
Equally, after five pints in 3.5 hours you should really call it a day and be grateful that the water features at Sheffield Station are still turned off as they spread Covid.
But I’d been made aware that the Great BRAPA was in Sheffield.
HEY ! I live in Sheffield ! (I think).
I made a wobbly left turn and set off to say hello.
Even without Colin the Cauliflower and his fluorescent jacket he’s hard to miss.
I decided to stalk him, and set up camp at his next pub, the Frog & Parrot of “Roger and Out the world’s strongest beer” fame.
But by the time Simon arrived, the prospect of an IPA or a Yardbird had lost its appeal, and I scootled (?) homeward, accidentally via the Crow that Si had just left.
Can I count it as “All the pubs in Sheffield on foot No. 18 – The Crow Inn”. Yes I can.
Is this the craftiest craft list in Sheffield ?
I don’t know. The Rutland is good too. But it is the perfect place to end an evening drinking Little Earth as a nightcap, and I make take my father-in-law if he’s bad.
Two young ladies were working through the “Super sexy sours” to the sound of “Suzanne“. It was perfection.
I exchanged tasting notes with Leon;
No idea 8o89njn9j was.