My
lovely wife and I took tiffin at the recently-opened Velo Café in
Beverley this week. I initially felt a little uneasy among the lycra
shirts and cycle caps. However, we were made welcome by mine host
Gary, despite the fact I was wearing tweed and wearing my
preferred cycling head wear ( a flat cap), and my good lady was
lycra-free as well. The Raleigh Chopper in the window brought back
happy childhood memories (although some were painful). There was a
large video screen showing film of Eddy Mercx competing in The Tour
de France also, I think, from the 1970s. The furniture made us very
much at home, well in our kitchen actually. We share your taste Gary.
The Pashleys were parked up in town, but there is cycle parking on
one of the walls of the café. This was actually being used by a
racing bike (showing my age here but there are many varieties of
“road” bike). A mountain biker later (not very gentlemanly)
parked his steed lent up against the wall which blocked several
“parking spaces”. I chatted with a former work colleague I only
see rarely so it was good to catch up with him. He is a real “petrol
head” also made welcome.
The
service and cheesecake were excellent, the (well-grilled) bacon
butties less so. Mr. Mountain Biker was apparently slightly
disappointed with his apparently too dry (for him) meat pie as well,
but we heard rave reviews about the sandwiches, with what looked like
1970s “doorstep” slices of bread, from two , not very
cyclist-looking, customers a couple of tables away from us.
We
didn't go downstairs but apparently there are sofas. Those and
the Black Sheep Ales sold by the bottle (other beverages are
available) makes a desirable place for reclining after a
bummel on your trusty steed.
The
café deserves to do well. Beverley and Beverley cycling will be the
richer for it. But please get a frying pan ...