AKA Edale station cafe 😉

Was it that bad.?

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It was great. Sure, they had their own ideas about how the clientele should behave and weren’t shy about communicating them, but it had a lot more character than it does now.

It’s nice now, but it’s all twee, and woven yogurt and roasted vegetable paninis, and if you want triple chips eggs beans and sausage (twice) you’re out of luck.

Q, Was it that bad? A, In a comedy way, yes! Kind of fast show, Enfield type stuff,,,,,,,,
It had more, don’t do that signs than anywhere on the planet, the old buzzard who ran the show, was an total legend.
You sort of felt on the spot when you tried to buy anything, a bit like being called into the bosses office for a “chat” (just not sure how it was going to play out)

I miss the Nazi cafe too al2000, it really added something very magic to a peaks ride,,,,,,,,,,

Use to really like going in, we use to go in regular, a couple of times a week.
Best was having to get the key to use the toilet, then borrowing the spare key and locking your friends in!
Bloody cold in the winter, warming your hands on the back of the fridge!
Even got the choclates of the christmas tree one year!

There was a Cafe in Bristol once called [nicknamned] “Dirty Mikes”… even the rats left.

I got told off for feeding the dog who was kept behind the gate.

Will never forget Walleater wolfing down sausage egg beans and chips then riding up to Mam Tor on the road, how he didnt puke…

All of this is available at Grindleford Cafe, with added signage too (e.g. only 1 serviette per person!)

its a few years since the guy (Phil i think) who ran the grindleford cafe departed this earth bur there’s a pic of some of the signs of this blog

http://yorkalpineclub.org.uk/blogs/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/grindleford-we-luv-you-001sm.jpg

I love Grindleford Cafe. We had our Christmas dinner one year there and I slept propped between two chairs.

Much better than the ponciness, small portions and high prices down at the one above Outside in Hathersage.

Will never forget Walleater wolfing down sausage egg beans and chips then riding up to Mam Tor on the road, how he didnt puke…

On approximately 46lbs of Bullit with dual ply super tacky tyres as I recall. He wasn’t happy.

the daughter had massive boobs.

the daughter had massive boobs.

There’s a cafe stop on one of our road routes and we only stop there for this reason. Shallow I know but… 😀

This mythical Edale cafe.. Is it the one up by the railway line?

Who remembers the Nazi cafe

Not this place then.

Your right on the money there elzorillo, thats the one,,,,,,

Reminds me of the Soup Nazi from Seinfeld.

[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=svSGKJFSl-8[/video]

Ask for mushrooms in the Grindleford Cafe..go on I dare you