RUMOURS of a superior chip having reached Quentin’s ever-flapping ears, we took ourselves off to the end of the Dearne Valley Parkway, in search of this modern-day rarity.
And at the Old Moor in the hamlet of Broomhill – just yards from the famed Manvers bird sanctuary – we were duly rewarded!
The Old Moor has had its ups and downs in terms of its fare... but we are delighted to announce that it is definitely back to the standards that once had it lauded about the Dearne.
It’s a case of local knowledge coming good. New hosts Ian Crookes and Gill Halsall moved just a few hundred yards to take over officially in January... as they already lived in Broomhill.
And they now provide a first-class card of home-made, hand-crafted fare – over which the chips preside.
After his embarrassing drooling over the spuds of other customers’ Quents immediately went for the steak pie, which – he rejoiced – was complete with shortcrust pastry casing and clearly came from an Old Moor oven as opposed to a catering van.
I, meanwhile, opted for an omelette – which, when it arrived, turned out to be one of the best I have ever sampled. Thick and filled with ham and cheese, it was a far cry from some I have sampled in pubs.
Quents’ pie came with a setback – mushy peas, of which he had not been aware, and which he tends to shun.
On sight of his crestfallen brow, however, the staff whipped away the dish without a word. It duly re-appeared with a choice of home-cooked, fresh veg. This earned the pub yet more brownie points for service!
Together with a well-tended cellar and sensible pub prices, we have no hesitation in awarding four and a half stars to the Old Moor – and SIX for the chips!