By Andy
Well,
dear readers: Rob's fucked off to Rome.
We've
been here before of course: almost as soon as the blog began, I nobly
relocated to Howden in East Yorkshire for work. I came back a
couple of years later, but as soon as I did Rob selfishly fucked off
to Coventry for his first job. After a few months he too returned, and for the
first time in years we were both in Sheffield. Progress would be
relentless.
Then,
after just six months in the adult world, Rob decided that what he
really needed was to relive his previous 24 years as a student, and
packed in his steady 9–5 to dodge taxes once more. He began a PhD
in Late Ancient History, and before you knew it, he jetted off to
Rome on a 3-month “residential research course”. Well there isn't
much research taking place based on the photos you're putting on
Facebook mate!
So,
while he's off eating pizza and driving Ferraris, I'm left looking
after the metaphorical children, writing up entries for the pubs
we've already visited...
***
Having
ticked off the pubs surrounding Bramall Lane and Hillsborough,
we thought it was high time to visit those near Sheffield's other
top-class sporting venue: the arena.
We
were joined by previous guest-blogger Lucy, along with Rob's girlfriend Hannah.
Our
first stop was Arena Square, a large family-friendly establishment
which belongs to the Table Table chain. Although technically just a
stone's throw from the arena, in reality this journey involves a
perilous dash across 6 lanes of traffic, ensuring your adrenaline is
pumping upon arrival.
The
pub was spread across several rooms, all of which were completely
identical. The furniture was about as nondescript as it was possible to be:
cheap, wooden and wobbling. The atmosphere of the place was flat,
bordering on soulless.
Pubquest
Points were awarded for a decent beer selection, from which we
selected Dirty Tackle, a winter beer from Wychwood Brewery (the
makers of Hobgoblin). Dirty Tackle turned out to be far superior to
its more famous sibling, which felt the wrath of our review in 2012.
Having been stung once before by pubs that weren't serving food,
I had called at the nearby KFC beforehand, and gorged myself on a
Zinger Burger Box Meal. The others were not nearly as
forward-thinking as I, and chose from the Arena Square's menu.
Rob
and Hannah both opted for chicken and pea pie, which was your typical
reheated fare. However, the accompanying chips were appetising enough
for me to steal a few when Hannah went to the bar.
Lucy
went for a salad of some sort, so I won't hold the Arena Square
responsible for her catastrophic error of judgement.
As
the name suggests, the pub's defining feature is its proximity to the
arena, rather than any particular dedication to beer or food.
I
suppose when your trade is made up of concert-goers eagerly awaiting
their annual trip to see Take That, there's no need to provide
Europe's finest pilsners or Yorkshire's freshest food: just be open,
serve alcohol, and make sure you get your staff rota aligned with the
arena's schedule.
Pub:
Arena Square (3 Arena Court, S9 2LF)
Rating:
6/10
Pint:
Dirty Tackle
Brewery:
Wychwood Brewery (Witney, Oxfordshire)
NEXT UP: Sheffield in a nutshell, at The Wentworth...
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