On my arrival in Haworth on Friday evening I was surveying the array of shops whilst Marg was indulging herself in her favourite clothes outlet. I had spotted that a grocer at the top of the hill had changed its façade. I had noticed the words ‘Steam Brewing’ but had trains in mind.
It was this morning during another solo venture I went in and asked where the Brewery actually was. ‘Behind that wall.’ was the reply.
The information I received was that the owner/brewer once brewed at Easdale, where the famous bridge crosses the Atlantic. Having given up, the bug returned and so the grocer is now a micro-brewery.
By the time Marg caught up with me I had bought the t-shirt ad photographed what I realised was now also a one tap pub. I bought the lightest (in colour) and hoppiest Ale in the range.
One day I might get around to drinking it.