NOTES ON QUALITY IN SHEFFIELD. AND CRISPY BEEF

March 2025. Sheffield. The problem with Sheffield is knowing when to say “that’s enough”, whether it’s Luddite cider or crispy beef. There was never any chance I wasn’t walking from New Barrack to Sang Lung, barely pausing to admire the lamppost art. “Twenty minutes ?” says the new lass in Sang Lung. “That’ll be perfect”… Continue reading NOTES ON QUALITY IN SHEFFIELD. AND CRISPY BEEF