June 2025. Newcastle upon Tyne.
Right, let’s finish the Big Newcastle Weekender, disappointingly early, but Mrs RM knows my limits and they weren’t as vast as Blackpool Jane and Karen, who was keen to revisit the Strawberry.
This is the football pub, within sight of the vast stand where away fans risk heart attacks climbing to the top.
Again, surprisingly quiet on an Saturday with students heading home and no games till August, but despite cricket on TV all the talk was football,
and Karen finally someone to talk with about Blackpool visits to St James Park.
The beer, Anarchy I think,
was OK, but with a 7pm dinner booked 10 minutes away we were sprinting towards the end.
Newcastle has long had a good reputation for unfussy dining,
and El Torero on Side, yards from the Crown Posada, provided a huge plate of mixed gooey tapas,
washed down with your actual Spanish bock.
NOT brewed in Byker. Or Burton.
Right, 17 pubs. At least. Time for a lie down.
No idea what this lady in our final, final, pub of the night was doing.
retiredmartin 
We never visit Newcastle without having a meal at El Torero and we go quite a lot. :-))
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That’s good to hear. It was very cosy but unfussy and good value. We used to like Cafe Procope just down Side.
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Booked?
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Don’t blame ME for booking a meal !
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And here I thought this blog was the one place where I could believe what was written. The world really is going to pot.
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I see Blackpool Jane spotted Tony Green. Was there any sign of Alan Suddick?
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