
A busier month, not just at home,

where we entertained guests from Chicago on a memorable weekend where the Shakespeare stood out as exemplifying what Sheffield pubs are all about,

but also abroad.

I needed those 3 nights in northern Germany as the relentless journeys up and down the A1 between Sheffield and Waterbeach were playing havoc with my brain (specifically that stretch of the A1 between Stamford and Grantham, though the Wendy’s at the Ram Jam was good today).
I digress. Forty-seven (47) UK pubs, and fifteen in Germany, which I wouldn’t normally count as pubs but places like the Kupferhut were as social as anything in Kelham, and Sion in particular proved that those giant Cologne Braurei can be more than upmarket canteens.

Sixty-two pubs in total, then, I make that nearly one a day, which is why there’s been so many posts this month.
I’d been wanting to visit Schlussel in Dusseldorf for years, but all I can really tell you is the Kobe are cheery and this sausage, mash and red cabbage combo was as good as pub food gets.

In contrast I felt a little cheated on an emotional return to Uerige, confined to an inner room rather than the outside tables.

But that Uerige Alt is still my Beer of the Month.
Quite a lot of emotional revisits, Burton’s Coopers (top) as good as I’ve seen it can have Pub of the Month for the wonderful landlady alone, but the Elms had the best Bass. And it knows it.

Talking of Bass, the latest directory just “dropped” (ugh). Well done Quinno, Ian and co.
I ought to visit some more of those Bass shrines in April you know.
But first, Manchester.

Could you kindly give me the names of the couple visiting there from Chicago? I shall attempt to get them to visit a pub where I frequent. I have a handful of choices in mind.
Plus, I can ask them about you. [Remember, Oscar Wilde quipped, “There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is *not* being talked about.”]
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