The second honourary International rider from the group & the first female (equal opportunities and all that).
This time I bring you Leigh, our honourary American rider. Not an actual York resident Leigh has somehow managed to partake in three of FGY’s most memorable rides, the “Sunday Socials”. We pretty much managed to bookend her time in the UK with rides. Ride one was shortly after her arrival, ride two was the celebration of her taking delivery of the fine stead you see here (built & personally delivered by non other than Mr Bishop himself) and the final ride before Leigh departs to Berlin granted her entry to our hall of fame.
Letting out a little of her inner hipster with the socks too, thanks Leigh. (I very nearly used the ridiculously smiley one)
THE place to hang your hat whilst indulging in the finest of eating and drinking pleasure in York.
Told you I’d have more on the way.
So last night was opening night and good golly it was seriously good. I have to say I’ve appreciated food before but last night I finally saw it as art in its own right. It isn’t just the food though, the paired cocktails lift it to a new level. Then if that isn’t enough throw in the whole theatre of the experience.
If this place doesn’t take off then there is something very very wrong with food culture in the North.
More triptychs coming, plus I still have the actual venue and food service to photograph.
This time I bring a rather overdue portrait for Mr Ross. Why? Well Ross here is one of, if not THE founding member of FGY. He’s the man who gave up a considerable amount of time and effort into organising FGY’s inaugural Alleycat, the memorable Bridge to Far. A man who lives & breathes cycling of all natures (well maybe not recumbents). No other cyclist I know comes close to having so many bike come and go from their collection, he’s a one man bike rescue project.
Sadly no longer a York local we finally managed to add Ross to the project this week after a guest appearance at last nights ride.