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SLEUTH’S CONCEPT TOO FAR
Sleuth is confused. Sleuth received an email this week invited him to a menu launch in Northern Quarter. The invite was for a new South American venue called Favela Bar & Cantina, based in Fourways House on Hilton Street. Sleuth’s told Favela is ‘a concept from Brazil, with a menu from South America’ – which means tacos, tortillas and rum. So far so Northern Quarter. But here lies the confusion. Sleuth received the email from Black Milk – Manchester’s first and only cereal and milk café. Black Milk are hosting an event at Favela.
“So you’re going to be serving cereal?” asked Sleuth.
“Actually we’re going to be serving insects,” came the response, “in a room decked out like a rainforest.”
Sleuth’s still confused, so is going for a craft beer and burger like everybody else.
Favela might be opening in Fourways House
SLEUTH'S AWARD FOR 'CRAFT BREWER WHO LOOKS MOST LIKE A CRAFT BREWER'
The new Gasworks Brew Bar - from the folks behind Dockyard MediaCity and Spinningfields - opened on First Street last night, boasting its own six-barrel microbrewery. Matt Boylan, who looks after the tanks, is a charming fella and also the winner of Sleuth's inaugural 'Craft Brewer Who Looks Most Like A Craft Brewer' award. Well done Matt, sterling effort.
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SLEUTHCLUSIVE: DOGS TRAVEL ALONE
Sleuth was on the 86 bus the other day. A big dog got on and wandered about a bit and then sat next to him. It didn’t seem to have an owner. Maybe it was going to work. Sleuth tweeted a picture to Transport for Greater Manchester. They replied with, ‘hope he’s making the most of the day rover ticket.’
'I'm just sick of all this f**king traffic... oh and woof'
THE REAL REWARD FOR YEARS OF DEDICATION AND TRAINING
Sleuth was talking to people who had attended the post-procession party for the Olympians a couple of Mondays ago in the Town Hall. “Afterwards we went to a post-post procession party at Beat Street and then on a post-post-post procession party at Hula for dancing. Everyone was going crazy. Of course the athletes had an advantage compared to the rest of us mere mortals. A flash of their medals and they got free drinks.”
BURGER KING'S PRECIOUS METALS
At 4am in the morning several of the Paralympic team went for a post-post-post-post procession party in the obvious choice for such revelry, Burger King in Piccadilly Gardens. At this time of the morning, this is known as The Gaping Mouth of Scary Hell. “It was incredible,” said Sleuth’s Olympic correspondent, “instead of the usual tension and that aching apprehension at the back of your neck of impending doom, the arrival of the athletes made everybody feel all patriotic and happy. No bother at all, just smiles all around. And free Whoppers.”
Burger King, Piccadilly Gardens: The Gaping Mouth of Scary Hell
SLEUTH'S ARROGANT DEVELOPER OF THE WEEK AWARD
This award goes to Renaker Build who to an enquiry about their proposed new towers in Castlefield replied with ‘no comment’ (full story here). Sleuth thinks Renaker who are building numerous towers all around the city centre have a duty to talk to the media and those living nearby who might be affected by developments such as the 200m tower on Owen Street, off Chester Road. But take a look on Google, the bosses of Renaker Build never talk to anyone. Crikey, are they hiding something? Sleuth reckons further investigation is needed. At present they are making the opaque Peel Group seem transparent.
'Nothing to see here'
SLEUTH'S OVERHEARD WHILE ABROAD MANCHESTER COMMENT OF THE WEEK
Sleuth was in Dublin this week and was astonished to find all the Irish theme pubs over there are actually real Irish pubs. He went to St Patrick’s Cathedral paying homage at the grave of one of the true masters of satire, Jonathan Swift. A man walked past with one of the clergy and disappeared through a doorway. He said, just as the door closed, “Yea, it was back in the eighties over in Manchester and the barmaid in the Hacienda gave it to me…” And then he was gone.
Sleuth knocked on the door, there was no answer. He stopped knocking when some American tourists started staring. Instead he sloped off to consider what a barmaid in the Hacienda in the eighties might have bestowed and found himself in an Irish theme pub which turned out to be a real Irish pub.
Jonno's not so swift these days
SLEUTH'S FAVOURITE QUOTE FROM A SOMMELIER
'If wine were a religion, George Bergier would be Pope', so says Confidential's resident oenophile, Neil Sowerby. Still, it seems his holiness could be having a crisis of faith.
SLEUTH’S HALLOWEEN SHOCKER
Sleuth doesn’t usually go in for Halloween, but certainly got a scare this week when he opened up his inbox and found this mailer from Confidential. Still, less shocking than the time he got a SnapChat from Willy Stonker.
NOT ANOTHER COCKER SHOCKER
Sleuth was surprised (and delighted) to find that this wasn't Confidential's first email cock-up. "You think that one's bad," said Sleuth's colleague, "you should have heard the conversation we had with the owner of 63 Degrees last month..."
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