Or. Don’t give your money to The Man – if you are in Norwich City centre why would you go to Starbucks or Costa? Why? Why?
I had a pie meeting yesterday with the guys at Union Yard, I wasn’t sure where it was or what it was but I’m totally entranced and I want you to go there and be entranced too. Daily if you work anywhere near St Stephens. I want it to be your regular coffee shop of choice and habit.
Union Yard is indie and run by a lovely pair of guys. Joe, who I met first, is a lovely, lanky chap and previously worked at the famous Tregothnan tea estate in Cornwall, which is well known as the only place in the UK that grows tea.
Dotted around the walls are pots of yer actual tea and coffee plants growing. They seem perfectly happy in Norwich, so it could be that St Stephens has the making of a plantation. Strange but possible. Joe sat down to talk to me armed with a small pot of green tea and a chaser shot of esspresso, which seemed interestingly individual.
They also have jars of tea on the counter that you can sniff to decide which you’d like.
The other lovely chap is Steven, who will be well known and
possibly revered by Norwich foodies as the man who set up Dozen, often thought of as the best artisan bakery in Norwich. He’s been a baker all his working life (he is only 30), in the UK and abroad, including Australia.
The spare black and white design of Union Yard’s branding might make you think that it is more corporate than it is, but it’s truly indie and serving the best names of Norfolk and Suffolk food, so deserves much attention for it. And I’m going to make it my mission to drum up lots of support.
I think the black and white fascia also makes it a bit hard to spot, but it’s right at the bottom of Surrey Street, where it joins St Stephens Street, cosying up to smartly suited and booted neighbour Jonathan Trumbull.
The cakes and breads are, unsurprisingly, well selected and have that happy, plump and hard to resist look of real food – and now (from Monday afternoon) they sell our pies too. So what else could a person want?
I’m angling to get one or both of the guys along to the next Forum farmer’s market (14th April) to put in a stint as a pop-up-pie-assistant (an honourable tradition) so that more of you can meet them and become so flipping loyal to them that you never go to Starbucks again.
Now, remind me. Why would you go to Starbucks and give money to the man when you can be mates with Joe and Steven and eat my pies instead?





















