We went into the Yellow Lion at Aston tonight, thinking of having a meal in our local. Nice and easy to get to, no car required.
Mistake or what! The place was overrun with kids for a start. I've got nothing against kids in the right place, but playing with everything in sight in an eating area is not the right place.
We ordered drinks and a meal. 10 minutes later no drinks appeared. We were told they would be here soon. The waitress was taking more notice of the kids. 10 minutes more, no drinks.
While we were waiting, the chef came outside. He had a towel over his shoulder. I don't know what colour that towel was supposed to be, but it was filthy grey. Not just food spills, but you would have thought he had cleaned the floor with it.
Temper getting up, we decides this was not the place for a nice Saturday night drink and a meal. We cancelled and went to Elmwood Farm.
Two weeks ago this was not the case, so what happened?
Went in and tried to get a drink but they didn't actually sell anything I wanted to drink. Went out and drank 6 pints elsewhere. I only wanted lager, which I have drunk in millions of pubs over the last 30-odd years.
Well we have just had the WORST sandwich and coffee at the Strines!
The bread was stale... hard... awful, and the so-called salad was just a mess of anything raw they must have had in their fridge... AWFUL AWFUL...
The coffee was cold after taking an age to make. The bar staff and servers should look for other jobs, as they obviously don't like working here... We did wonder why it was quiet here when every other pub we passed was busy, but I guess we now know and certainly my will not pay good money out here again for the awful food we had. And will certainly not recommend this to anyone else... This was supposed to be a birthday "treat" but was anything but!
Had a very tasty pub lunch at Holly Bush Inn today. Beautiful creamy chicken & ham pie with flaky pastry & hand-cut chips. Followed by a delicious apple crumble, big pieces of apple & yummy custard, best I've had in years. Would thoroughly recommend this place for a decent meal.
Went for a meal here. My wife went to the toilet and caught her jeans on a nail that was sticking out of a handrail, which tore a hole in the jeans. She complained and was told to put it in writing, which she did, and sent it off to the pub. Some 3 months later and still no reply. What a good way to run a business. Definitely avoid. Even the food was poor, which I would think is a reflection of the pub.
After spending a wonderful evening in one of my favourite ale establishments in Sheffield with group of friends, it was that time all drinkers and landlords fear - supping up time.
We are a group of professionals, not rowdy or loud, who had maybe not arrived at the bottom of our glasses before the staff needed to leave. One of the Sheaf team proceeded to walk around our group and tap us vigorously on the heads saying "you, and you, and you now". I do object to being poked on the head by a stranger.
Needless to say I will return again but will be wearing a hard hat. Watch out for a poking in the Sheaf if you overstep the drinking up rules!