Hardstoft Shoulder: Uncover the UK's Best-Kept Secret!
Okay, buckle up buttercups, because we're diving headfirst into Hardstoft Shoulder – the UK's "best-kept secret," right? Let's see if this place lives up to the hype. And honestly, I'm going to be brutally honest. No sugarcoating. This is my experience, my opinion, and you're welcome to it. Let’s get real about this “secret.”
IMMEDIATE FIRST IMPRESSIONS AND ACCESSIBILITY (OR LACK THEREOF, POTENTIALLY)
Okay, so finding this place… it’s the “secret” part already, isn’t it? Driving there… Ugh. GPS hates me, even with a nice big car park to park on the premise. I’m already sweating it out. Is it really accessible though? I'm looking for those important details.
- Accessibility: We're talking about ramps, elevators, and all that jazz. Because, honestly, I hate lugging bags up stairs after a long trip. Gotta check. (Needs clarification! It's a critical point!) This needs some real digging. And definitely check if the "facilities for disabled guests" actually work for those with disabilities. I'll be annoyed if it isn't.
- On-site Accessible Restaurants/Lounges: This is important. Being able to casually stroll around is one thing, but ease of dining is another. Being able to eat is REALLY important. Can I get a decent meal, and can I GET to it and through it with ease?
- Wheelchair Accessible: This is a BIG one. Forget the glossy brochure, I want to know. Is it really, truly, wheelchair accessible? Or is it a "sort of" situation?
- Internet Access, Free Wi-Fi in all rooms!, Internet, Internet [LAN], Internet services, Wi-Fi in public areas: Okay, basic stuff, BUT vital. I need that Wi-Fi. Free? Fantastic. Strong signal? Even better. LAN? (Does anyone use LAN anymore? I'm old. And it should be FAST and reliable.)
- Getting Around: Airport Transfer? This is great, if you're arriving after a long flight. But if it is a taxi service, is it reliable?
THINGS TO DO (OR NOT DO, DEPENDING…)
Right, so what's the point of being there if you can't even… do anything? Let's get into the nitty-gritty.
- Ways to Relax: Now we're talking. I'm a stressed woman. I need relaxation. I need to know. Body scrub, Body wrap, Foot Bath, Massage, Pool with view, Spa, Spa/sauna, Steamroom, Sauna, Swimming pool, Swimming pool [outdoor]: Sounds amazing. But are they good? Is the spa actually relaxing, or is it a noisy, chlorine-scented nightmare? The pool with a view would have to be the highlight of the trip.
- Fitness Center & Gym/fitness: Okay, so I should probably work out. But honestly? I'd rather relax. But if they're there, let's see what we're dealing with. Is the fitness center decent? Enough equipment, or does it feel like a glorified storage closet?
THE SANITIZATION STATION (AND OH, THE HYGIENE!)
Listen, I’m not going to lie. In a post-pandemic world, cleanliness is KING. Let’s assess the… “hygiene portfolio.”
- Cleanliness and Safety: This is HUGE. (Seriously, HUGE!) Things like Anti-viral cleaning products, Daily disinfection in common areas, Doctor/nurse on call, First aid kit, Hand sanitizer, Hot water linen and laundry washing, Hygiene certification, Individually-wrapped food options, Physical distancing of at least 1 meter, Professional-grade sanitizing services, Room sanitization opt-out available, Rooms sanitized between stays, Safe dining setup, Sanitized kitchen and tableware items, Shared stationery removed, Staff trained in safety protocol, Sterilizing equipment: This is the gold standard. Let's see how well they comply. I don't want to be dodging germs.
- Breakfast in room, Breakfast takeaway service: This is a HUGE score. Gotta love a chilled morning!
- Cashless payment service: Thank heavens!
- Room Sanitization Opt-Out: This is a good touch.
- Sterilizing Equipment - I want a deep dive on this.
DINING, DRINKING, AND SNACKING (THE MOST IMPORTANT PART, NATURALLY)
Okay, let's get down to brass tacks. What's the food actually like? Because a beautiful location is all well and good, but if the food is awful? Forget about it.
- A la carte in restaurant, Alternative meal arrangement, Asian breakfast, Asian cuisine in restaurant, Bar, Bottle of water, Breakfast [buffet], Breakfast service, Buffet in restaurant, Coffee/tea in restaurant, Coffee shop, Desserts in restaurant, Happy hour, International cuisine in restaurant, Poolside bar, Restaurants, Room service [24-hour], Salad in restaurant, Snack bar, Soup in restaurant, Vegetarian restaurant, Western breakfast, Western cuisine in restaurant: This is a lot of options. I can’t lie: My mouth is watering. I'm a buffet kinda gal, so I’m eyeing that buffet in the restaurant. The Poolside bar is a solid winner. Does it have good cocktails? Decent coffee is essential. And, of course, vegetarian options are a must-have.
- Room Service: 24-hour? That’s amazing.
SERVICES AND CONVENIENCES (THE LITTLE THINGS THAT MATTER)
Okay, let's see what kind of "extras" they offer. Will they surprise and delight? Or will they be a massive pain?
- Air conditioning in public area, Audio-visual equipment for special events, Business facilities, Cash withdrawal, Concierge, Contactless check-in/out, Convenience store, Currency exchange, Daily housekeeping, Doorman, Dry cleaning, Elevator, Essential condiments, Facilities for disabled guests, Food delivery, Gift/souvenir shop, Indoor venue for special events, Invoice provided, Ironing service, Laundry service, Luggage storage, Meeting/banquet facilities, Meetings, Meeting stationery, On-site event hosting, Outdoor venue for special events, Projector/LED display, Safety deposit boxes, Seminars, Shrine, Smoking area, Terrace, Wi-Fi for special events, Xerox/fax in business center: A lot here! It’s good to see a convenience store. Daily housekeeping and a doorman are a must. I love a good terrace.
FOR THE KIDS (BECAUSE, SOMETIMES, THEY’RE THERE)
Okay, I don’t have kids (thank heavens), but if this place is "family/child friendly," let's see what they've got.
- Babysitting service, Family/child friendly, Kids facilities, Kids meal: Anything to make a family trip slightly less chaotic is a win.
THE ROOMS (WHERE THE MAGIC HAPPENS… OR DOESN’T)
Alright, let's talk about the real important stuff: my room.
- Available in all rooms, Additional toilet, Air conditioning, Alarm clock, Bathrobes, Bathroom phone, Bathtub, Blackout curtains, Carpeting, Closet, Coffee/tea maker, Complimentary tea, Daily housekeeping, Desk, Extra long bed, Free bottled water, Hair dryer, High floor, In-room safe box, Interconnecting room(s) available, Internet access – LAN, Internet access – wireless, Ironing facilities, Laptop workspace, Linens, Mini bar, Mirror, Non-smoking, On-demand movies, Private bathroom, Reading light, Refrigerator, Safety/security feature, Satellite/cable channels, Scale, Seating area, Separate shower/bathtub, Shower, Slippers, Smoke detector, Socket near the bed, Sofa, Soundproofing, Telephone, Toiletries, Towels, Umbrella, Visual alarm, Wake-up service, Wi-Fi [free], Window that opens: This is a long list. And it’s what a room is really about. First and foremost, AIR CONDITIONING! Blackout curtains are a must, because who wants to be blasted by sunshine? A good coffee/tea maker is non-negotiable. And, I need a good bed. Extra long is key. And a mini-bar that doesn’t cost a small fortune. I'M LOOKING FOR THE BASICS! And a good bathtub!
SAFETY AND SECURITY (BECAUSE, YOU KNOW, I WANT TO LIVE)
I don't want to worry.
- Access, CCTV in common areas, CCTV outside property, Check-in/out [express], Check-in/out [private], Couple's room, Exterior corridor, Fire extinguisher, Front desk [24-hour], Hotel chain, Non-smoking rooms, Pets allowed unavailablePets allowed, Proposal spot, Room decorations, Safety/security feature, Security [24-hour], Smoke alarms, Soundproof rooms: Security is paramount. Is it actually safe? I want to see those CCTV cameras. 24-hour front desk is essential. And
Okay, buckle up, buttercup. Because this ain't your grandma's itinerary. This is The Shoulder at Hardstoft in all its glory (or lack thereof… we'll see). This is gonna be a travel journal, a cry for help, and a love letter to a tiny, forgotten corner of Derbyshire, all rolled into one glorious, messy ball of… well, let's just call it "experience."
The Shoulder at Hardstoft: My Chaos-Fueled Adventure (or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Pub. Maybe.)
Day 1: Arrival, Apprehension, and the Awkwardness of an Empty Pint Glass
- 14:00: Arrive at Hardstoft. Okay, so "arrive" is a strong word. More like, I crashed into Hardstoft after a slightly terrifying drive on roads that seemed purpose-built to test the mettle of both my car and my sanity. The GPS, God bless its little silicon heart, kept shouting "RECALCULATING!" like I’d personally driven over its pet hamster. Found The Shoulder, and it’s… well, it’s there. Brick, unassuming, and radiating a kind of quiet, weathered charm that might also be mistaken for "slightly depressing."
- 14:30: Check in. The lady at the bar, bless her, seemed more surprised than excited at my arrival. "Rooms are upstairs, love. Take the stairs, they're not for the faint of heart." Fair warning, apparently. The room itself is… functional. Clean, yes. Luxurious? Heavens, no. Am I judging? Maybe a tiny bit. But hey, it has a bed. And that's all that matters when you're battling jet lag, the ghosts of past bad decisions, and the distinct feeling that you're about to be eaten by a particularly aggressive sheep.
- 15:00: Explore the pub. Ordered a pint. Or tried to, anyway. The bartender, a man who looked like he'd seen a thousand hangovers, politely informed me that "it's quiet, love. Just the regulars. And Bernard who comes in twice a year from Grimsby". Okay. So, I’m that outsider, then. Settled in to drink my pint, and slowly became aware that I was the only one in the vast space. I felt like a performing seal. And then, the silence. The silence thrummed. It was the kind of silence that makes you question your entire life, your choices, your very existence. I finished my pint. The emptiness of the glass mirrored the emptiness of my soul. Dramatic, I know, but this is the effect of being completely alone in a pub in the middle of nowhere.
- 16:00: Walk around the village. The village itself is just… there too. A few houses, a post office that looked permanently closed, and a field of sheep that glared at me with an expression that could curdle cream. I swear, one of them winked. Maybe I was hallucinating from the fear.
- 17:00: Back to the pub. Desperate for human contact. Ordered another pint. And then, the magic. Bernard of Grimsby made his annual appearance, regaling me with tales of… well, I’m not entirely sure. Something about fishing and a very large herring. It was glorious gibberish, and for the first time, I felt a sliver of warmth. Okay, maybe this place isn't so bad after all.
- 19:00: Dinner at The Shoulder. The food? Honestly, it wasn't bad. Hearty, traditional pub fare. The kind of food that sticks to your ribs and makes you feel vaguely sleepy. I had a pie. It was the pinnacle of a pub meal. I think I might have actually smiled. Victory.
- 20:00: More pub. More Bernard. More stories. More sheep-related anxieties. More pints. It was a good evening. A weird evening, but a good one.
- 22:00: Crash in bed. Exhausted. Hopeful. Slightly terrified of what tomorrow will bring.
Day 2: Digging Deeper (And Discovering a Hidden Gem - Literally!)
- 09:00: Breakfast. Toast, tea, and the lingering taste of yesterday’s pie. The hotel breakfast was a bit of a non-event to be completely honest. I'm getting the feeling that the people here don't put much effort into breakfast.
- 10:00: Stumbled out of my room. There was a map in the reception. Went to see the local church. It was beautiful in a simple way. This place just breathes history, and it gave me a moment of peace. Staring at the age in front of my eyes really makes you feel something.
- 11:00: The Hardstoft Heritage Centre. Okay, I wasn't expecting much. But this place was amazing. It was a local history lover's dream. A tiny museum celebrating the area’s industrial past, and the guy who runs it, bless him, was bursting with information and enthusiasm. He told me all about the miners who once worked here. It was surprisingly emotional, seeing the old tools and hearing their stories.
- 13:00: Lunch at The Shoulder. Yep, again. I'm starting to feel a bit like a permanent fixture. Ordered a sandwich. The sandwich was fine. Bernard was there, of course.
- 14:00: Walk in the Derbyshire countryside. Went for a walk, and, get this, I didn't get eaten by sheep. Found a hidden path that led through rolling hills, and the views were breathtaking. Maybe this place isn’t so bad after all.
- 16:00: Return to The Shoulder. I found a pint and a newspaper and took a quiet corner. It was blissful.
- 17:00: Found a small, hidden vintage shop. It was the most exciting place. All the local towns seem to have them. I spent too much money on a hat I probably don't need. No regrets.
- 19:00: Dinner at The Shoulder. Same as yesterday. Pie.
- 20:00: More pub. Bernard of Grimsby was in full swing. We just laughed until the late hours.
- 23:00: Sleep.
Day 3: Saying Goodbye (…Maybe?)
- 09:00: Breakfast. Same as yesterday. Not that I'm complaining.
- 10:00: Check out. Said goodbye to the lady at the bar. She smiled. Actually smiled. Maybe she was glad to see me go.
- 10:30: The long drive out. As I drove away, I found myself actually missing the place. The solitude. The quiet. The bizarre, beautiful weirdness of it all.
- 11:00: The drive out. Seriously, the road was even more terrifying the second time.
- 12:00: The drive out. Actually drove out.
- 13:00: Thinking about Hardstoft.
Final Thoughts:
The Shoulder at Hardstoft? It's not perfect. It's quirky, a bit rough around the edges, and sometimes, just plain weird. But it's also… real. Honest. And in its own strange way, it's utterly captivating. Would I recommend it? Maybe. Depends if you're looking for an adventure, because that's what you'll find. Just be prepared for the sheep. And Bernard. And the silence. And the pie. Oh, sweet, sweet pie. And bring ear plugs, because if you get drunk enough, you may have to sleep near the snoring Bernard.
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Hardstoft Shoulder: Uncover the UK's Best-Kept Secret! (Oh, and Some Truths)
So, What *IS* This Hardstoft Shoulder Everyone's Muttering About? Is it a Secret Society? Seriously?
Alright, alright, deep breath. It's not a secret society (though sometimes it feels like it!). Hardstoft Shoulder is actually a specific type of shoulder cut from a pig. We're talking the shoulder, folks, the *pork shoulder*. But this particular one? It comes from pigs raised in a specific region, and the quality... well, that's where the legend kicks in. Let me tell you, I spent YEARS thinking pork shoulder was… well, boring. Then I stumbled upon this. Game changer. Truly.
Why is Hardstoft Shoulder Supposedly So Amazing? What's the Big Deal?
Ah, the million-dollar question! (Or, you know, the twenty-quid-a-kilo question). The “why” is a multi-layered beast. First, the breed of pig matters. Apparently, they're raised a certain way, maybe with a little more, shall we say, *freedom* to roam? This leads to a marbling that melts when cooked, that indescribable tenderness, the juicy goodness that just makes you… sigh contentedly. Seriously, I've had grown men weep over this stuff. Okay, maybe *I* was one of those men (don't judge me, the crackling from that roast...)
Then there's the curing. The seasoning. Each butcher has their own secret blend. And that’s probably why I can’t replicate it. I've TRIED. My kitchen looked like a crime scene after one attempt. (Don't ask about the paprika incident.)
Okay, Okay, You've Got Me Interested. Where Do I Actually *GET* This Magical Shoulder? Is It Hidden in a Cave?
Haha, thankfully, no cave diving required (though, a good butcher is its own kind of treasure). It's generally available from independent butchers. Your best strategy? Start calling around. Ask around. Find a butcher shop with a reputation for quality. Use the internet...but then go visit! The butcher might look at you funny at first, if this is a very rural experience...they are not used to it. If you get a blank stare, push, or better still, ask them "Do you know Hardstoft Shoulder?", it will be a revelation! Or complete confusion. Either way, its an adventure.
What Should I Look For When Buying Hardstoft Shoulder? How Do I Know It's *Good*?
Honestly, trust your gut. Literally! Look for good marbling – those little white streaks of fat. That's where the flavor is at! A good shoulder should also have a rich, deep color. Not pale and anemic-looking (I've seen some sad shoulders in my time). Also, smell it! Pork should smell… well… fresh! Avoid anything that seems off. And chat with the butcher! They are a fountain of knowledge, if they are any good. They *should* know what they're talking about. If they look blank, run. Or, you know, politely ask them where they get theirs….
How Do I Cook This Thing? I'm Not Exactly Gordon Ramsay Here.
Don't panic! Hardstoft Shoulder is surprisingly forgiving. Slow and low is the key. Think low oven temperature (like, 275°F/135°C, you're not trying to set off the smoke alarm). Hours. And hours. And hours. Of cooking. Or, if you're in a rush, slow cooking in the crock-pot is amazing.
My personal favorite? A dry rub of salt, pepper, garlic powder, a touch of paprika (the *good* stuff, not the supermarket dust), and maybe a pinch of brown sugar. Rub it all over the shoulder, let it sit in the fridge overnight (or longer!), then roast it until it's practically falling apart. The crackling is key to success. Now, I admit, I’m still working on perfecting the crackling, but that said, you need the crackling. You *need* it.
Can I Mess This Up? I'm Kind of a Disaster in the Kitchen.
You COULD. But even if you do, it'll probably still taste pretty darn good. The slow cooking process is your friend, the secret ingredient really, even if you slightly overcook it, its still going to be delicious. Don't be afraid to experiment with different rubs and marinades. It's a learning process! My *first* attempt involved too much salt. It was… salty. But lesson learned! Just keep trying. And don't give up! If you’re truly terrified, look up recipes. There are plenty online. But honestly? Just relax and wing it. Food is supposed to be fun!
Any Crazy Stories About Hardstoft Shoulder? Any Disasters? (Dish the Dirt!)
Oh, I have stories. Let me tell you about the time I tried to impress my future in-laws. Big family gathering, *massive* Hardstoft Shoulder roast. I thought I was a culinary god. I even made my own apple sauce! (A moment of weakness. Too much cinnamon.)
I pulled the shoulder out of the oven, expecting applause. Instead? It was… dry. Really, really dry. I'd overcooked it, possibly for the entire day. I tried to salvage it, added more gravy, mashed some potatoes... The in-laws, bless their hearts, were polite. But I saw the disappointment in their eyes. Let's just say, the apple sauce didn't help. The smell of burnt cinnamon lingered over their silence… It was a disaster. I will never try making the apple sauce again. I am still terrified to this day, of cooking for them again.
Is It Worth all the Fuss? Is it *Really* That Good?
Look, here's the deal: food is subjective. But, yeah. It is. For me? Absolutely. It's the kind of food that makes you close your eyes and savor every bite. It’s a weekend project, it means love. It's comfort food elevated to an art form. It’s the kind of meal that has you licking the plate (don’t judge!). I've spent a lot of money on fancy restaurants, but nothing, NOTHING, compares to the satisfaction of a perfectly cooked Hardstoft Shoulder. It's a taste of something truly special, for me. And, well, it's a taste of pure, unadulterated happiness. But if you can stomach it...go find out for yourself.
