This is my first review, so I thought I'd start with a place just down the road from me, and one that I frequent often.
I don't want to like Dukes... I'm ultimately a petty person at heart and so when I stand outside of Dukes and take in it's original-meets-modern brickwork exterior, when I move to one side to let an attractive couple (making their way towards an Audi R8 parked on the cobbled road) pass, when I peer over to the group of would-be city gents inexplicably drinking champagne at 5.30pm on a Thursday, I have to suppress the thought that I'll never be quite cool enough to truly fit in a place like this. This review, however, is not meant to be about my issues with self-respect.
From the moment you step onto the premises, you know you're walking into a locale that has perfected its' fundamentals - it's simultaneously airy and bright whilst capable of feeling cosy and/or vibrant at the same time. The mixture of booths, large tables, small tables, armchairs and highchairs (the adult variety) basically give any visitor the option for whichever experience they prefer.
In addition to the bar, there's also a grill, several function rooms and a terrace where they offer to host corporate/private events including a BBQ during the warmer months. As well as the terrace on the first floor, there's a sizeable outside seating area (with some outside heaters for the winter smokers) which is rammed with sunglass-clad locals the second that Manchester experiences above-freezing temperatures - during sunnier days, a BBQ is put on out here as well.
The bar tends to be well stocked and carries enough beers, stouts, lagers and ciders to cater for a solid drinking session - but might disappoint those who prefer their speciality ales in abundance.
The bar takes its name from the fact that it is on Lock 92 of the Rochdale Canal... so you can occasionally gawk at a poor family struggling to get their narrowboat up a watery hill whilst parents cling to their children and point at them. I'm hardly a boat enthusiast, but there is a certain cathartic pleasure to be taken from sitting on the canal-side watching this all unfold.
The bar has a fairly solid menu, which hasn't changed much over the years... if it ain't broke... I suppose. There are salads and sandwiches but the main event is the pizzas. Take a friend, take a date, take a stranger off the street, get them to share a pizza board with you and it will automatically make life feel a little bit better.
We order a sweet chilli chicken pizza with a side of chips (I'm fairly sure Dukes was the 'first' place in Manchester to bring you fries in a little metal bucket - a lot of other places seem to have imitated this little quirk since) - it arrives in good time and is as tasty as the last 400 pizza boards I've had in this place.
If you're going for a lunch and are sporting a hangover, I'd also recommend the fish-finger sandwich (it's posher than it sounds).
There are a few things that let Dukes down - I only cite them in the interests of balance... When it's quieter (I often go early on a Sunday afternoon), there can be a lot of people behind the bar but not much serving going on. Additionally, often I find that I'm cleaning my table for them when I take a seat... usually this is because they're really busy (which is fine - I ain't no snob) but this has also happened when the place is practically empty as well. The management tend to be fairly on the ball though, so this seems to happen when there's no apparent supervisor nearby. On the whole though, I should say, that the staff are professional and friendly.
The clientele is largely predictable; yuppies (do people still say that?) frequent the bar most evenings, but there's still a strong presence of couples, families and less-conspicuous professionals. Given that this place is so popular, you sometimes find that a rowdier crowd has stumbled across the place but the lack of a 'sports bar' feel usually means that they don't stay too long. I have seen the occasional match played on a projector, but it only tends to attract a few stray glances from under-the-thumb dads who have been banned from watching it with their mates in favour of a meal with the in-laws.
Dukes is the sort of place that Manchester graduates and local twenty-somethings want to bring their parents to; it is a safe venue to leave parents with the opinion that 'our son/daughter is maturing nicely'... I know this as I remember trying to get them to think just that about 4 years ago...
If I won the lottery, I'd want to buy Dukes... but I'd also want it to remain exactly the same... that says a lot about me, but hopefully more about a place that is incredibly popular, and has got the formula very very right. read more