I know our American readers miss our trad pubs a lot, but they’re also missing our authentic (?) northern curry houses, which Bradford still does the best. Curryheute, who is to curry what Roger Protz is to pubs, has a list of recommended houses. No, I haven’t been to Carthage yet. But I’ve been to… Continue reading A BRATFUD CURRY. JUST FOR DAVE
Tag: Bradford
GREEN LABEL
I suppose I better tell you about my Bradford tick then. But as I stood at the entrance of the Exchange Craft Beer House on the corner of Market Street and Hustlergate at noon, I could see no earthly way in; Their Facebook said 12:00, other folk who tick pubs had been; they must be… Continue reading GREEN LABEL
WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD – BRADFORD SPRINGS BACK TO LIFE
I have managed a few trips out while the in-laws (14 nights) are here, including a return to the scene of the BRAPA vaccination. Last month I said that Bradford sparkled, needing only the re-opening of curry caffs and pubs to bring it into the Big League (whatever that is). With the sun following me… Continue reading WHAT A WONDERFUL WORLD – BRADFORD SPRINGS BACK TO LIFE
TO BRATFUD IN SEARCH OF BRAPA (AND CURRY)
Late on Sunday The Pub Ticking Phenomenon Known As BRAPA asked about catching up the next day to tick Sheffield. 7 hours spent checking Facebook, Twitter and the Micropub Almanac revealed that ALL 3 of Si’s targets were likely to be shut, so I suggested being DES on a tour of West Yorkshire. “Could we… Continue reading TO BRATFUD IN SEARCH OF BRAPA (AND CURRY)
BRADFORD PARK AVENUE – CULTURE, (FIGHTING) COCK & CURRY
In 1971 George Harrison took time out from plagiarising “He’s So Fine” to organise the Concert for “Bangla Desh” and force a lazy Dylan back to the stage. A great effort, only partly scuppered by US tax rules. But George was a whole year behind Bradford (Park Avenue)’s admittedly smaller scale fundraising effort; Particularly impressive… Continue reading BRADFORD PARK AVENUE – CULTURE, (FIGHTING) COCK & CURRY
THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING IDLE
23rd January 2020 This post is a bit pointless, as Duncan beat me to the press with his write-up of the magnificent Idle Draper, set in Bradford’s best named suburb. As Duncan notes, I’d done a trial run of his West Yorkshire pubs the day before, walking from Greengates up the hill to Idle (both… Continue reading THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING IDLE
FANNY’S BY GASLIGHT
22nd January 2020 WARNING : CONTAINS PROPER PUBS !!! A bumper Shipley-cum-Saltaire special, aided by an Ibis giving me access to two new GBG ticks, a classic oldie, and a curry. Oh, and tall buildings. Shipley town centre took a post-war hammering, but the Spoons is majestic. Continuing the theme of the last post, where… Continue reading FANNY’S BY GASLIGHT
PORK PIES AND INDIAN FOLK MUSIC
You left me in the toilets at the Fighting Cock, admiring the art work. The Green Devil was a bad idea, because you then lose rational thought and have to stop at every pub on the stagger back. Which is why it’s called a Stagger. Bradford sure looks good, if a bit quiet compared to… Continue reading PORK PIES AND INDIAN FOLK MUSIC
BLACK RAT, WHITE RAT, NO TAT
Students of GBG ticking (Open University, £9,250 p.a., cash only) will no doubt be intrigued by the variety of micropubs on this blog. Moretti and Leeds fans in Silsden, Laurel & Hardy and family-friendly in Bingley, but now back to tiny and beery in Thackley, close to the world-famous Idle Working Mens Club. Suburban… Continue reading BLACK RAT, WHITE RAT, NO TAT
BEWILDERED IN RE-BADGED BINGLEY
One of the occupational hazards for GBG completists is an “unintended revisit” to a pub ticked under a different name. You’d be surprised how often this happens, particularly when geographical listings are all over the shop. Belper Mark, a closet ticker that Si and I outed recently, uses postcodes in his own relational database, which… Continue reading BEWILDERED IN RE-BADGED BINGLEY
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