A good family pub that has a good welcome for everyone. Huge portions of food available including Sunday lunch. Well run by the landlord and his wife, and very friendly bar staff, which makes your visit a pleasure.
Good old semi-fashioned interior - none of your trendy watering holes often seen in the locality.
I stayed Saturday night for 1 night's B&B. The room had 3 single beds in it, arranged so that you couldn't open the wardrobe more that about 3 inches and so I was unable make use of it. There were no bedside lights or tables, not even a pull cord to turn off the main light so you have to get out of bed to do so. Thank goodness it's wasn't the depth of winter.
The shared bathroom could have done with a good clean. The floor and the sink still had grout left over from some tiling and used towels where still draped around the place. What, no bin to put used towels?.
The owners/landlord could have been a lot more welcoming. Even the most fantastic breakfast I've had in a long time won't be enough to lure me back.
My father, who recently died, was a regular at this pub for many years and always found the present landlord, Andy, to be not only pleasant (he did acknowledge not everyone liked him), but even bought my father a whisky many a time and offered his car if ever my father needed urgently to go anywhere. He was always very pleasant to me also.
Read a couple of negative things about him so just thought it only right that I put my positive review.
Just returned from Meadow Farm. We made the mistake of not looking at the carvery before ordering. It was awful. The vegetables were kept in bain-maries so they were just a pile of mush. The mash looked like and had the texture of wallpaper paste, the stuffing balls were so salty they were inedible and the gravy had no taste whatsoever.
I find it hard to comprehend how an eating establishment can manage to serve up food that doesn't taste of anything and not know how bad it is or don't care. I didn't go there expecting 5-star food but I didn't expect to be served up a plate of inedible, bland crap that even a dog would turn its nose up at.
I would suggest all the staff sit down and eat this stuff themselves and see how they like it!
Update. One of the previous bar staff has now taken over the lease of this much loved traditional local from the short-lived and not too popular recent holder. This is a great improvement. The beer is decent, with at least one local brew (currently Abbeydale Moonshine) and THE PIES ARE BACK! Locally made ones - all at £5.95 including chips or mash and mushy peas.
This is a smashing little pub on the western edge of the city. The weekly highlight though is probably the pub quiz that takes place every Tuesday evening from 10PM - presided over by the hilarious Sheffield Wednesday devotee "Gillie", himself ably assisted by the glamorous Annie behind the bar.
The pub offers a range of tasty bar meals, such as corned beef fritters with egg and chips, chili con carne, and lasagne, and has the award-winning Timothy Taylor's Landlord's bitter on tap - a reason in itself for dropping by.
Inside, the pub has a bar area best described as cosy, but a bigger than average car park means that it is easy to park and pick the car up in the morning if necessary.
Quiz night is capped by "sit down bingo", giving punters the opportunity to leave a few quid better off, and the generally homely and welcoming atmosphere makes this a fine establishment that needs to be supported and patronised as much as possible.
Thoroughly disappointed and only half ate my meal of hunter's chicken in respect that the chicken was hard and chewy to eat, plus the cheese and bacon topping was cremated. Chips weren't much better.
I know I should have complained about the food but was mindful of the 35-minute wait it took in getting the meal, and the thought of the family having to wait around until I'd got and eaten a replacement.
Went to the York on Saturday the 14th July. The decor is great, superb selection of real ales. The bar staff were totally miserable, not one of them could raise a smile or a welcoming hello. Spoilt what should have been a good night out.