Hampers, Jazz and Corkage: Yield N16
Written by: Sophie Taylor
Yield N16 is a wine shop and bar nestled on the corner of Newington Green. We met Tony of Yield during our Newington Green takeover day and sampled his homemade Italian wine that was an absolute corker (sorry). Free of sulphites and additives, it was far too drinkable and did not leave us with a stinker of a hangover.
Why Yield? Because they serve organic, artisanal and locally sourced natural wine, organic ales, charcuterie and cheeses whose tasty healthiness relieves us of December over-eating guilt.
Oh you meant why the name, Yield? How embarrassing for both of us. Well, the word ‘yield’ dates back to middle English meaning to ‘produce or provide’, usually referring to the fruits of a harvest. “The land yields grapes; the soil bears its fruits; the earth is turned, toiled and worked and its produce laid out on the table.” Yield.
At Yield N16 they want to get as close to the land as they can and bring the produce of that harvest to Newington Green. Celebrating the homegrown and personal passion of the independent baker, butcher and vintner, they will only work with independent providers they trust and respect.
Also good to know: It’s corkage free Monday every Monday at Yield, which means drinking your favourite wine in the bar for the take-away price. There will be candlelight and obligatory festive feels in the air. Just remember to keep intense eye contact on every toast. Even if drinking alone. Get your face in the mirror and cheers to yourself intently.
This Sunday December 18th and on Christmas Eve, the Alex Bryson Trio will be playing Jazz in Yield from 5-8pm. You’ll have Alex Bryson on keyboard, Fraser Smith on sax, Darren McCarthy on double bass and great wine on your lips. Get those wine wipes at the ready.
You’ve also got the opportunity to win a fancy Yield hamper. All you have to do is guess the amount of corks they’ve managed to amass over the last few weeks and collected in a big old jar. You could win a hand picked hamper full of chutneys, jams, sardines and tasty tasty wine. Christmas present to yourself, sorted.
If you don’t trust your own counting skills, grab yourself one of their fillable hampers in store and get swiping through their carefully selected jams, fishes, wines and beers for those well deserving foodies in your life. Can’t choose? Don’t you worry, the staff have curated their own hampers with their own favourite bits from the store. Sachet in and tell them who has the best taste with a sassy fingerpoint/hair flick.
Staff Pick for North Four readers: Chilean Orange Wine
De Martino Viejas Tinajas Muscat, Itata, Chile
Aromatic and grapey as you would expect on the nose from muscat, but with subtle hints that it is unlike anything you have tried before. At first taste you get smokey flavours, almost like lapsang souchong tea underpinned with ripe stone fruit. Delve deeper and the amazing layers of the wine start to unravel. There is a salinity there much like a dry sherry, but without the yeasty character. Bone dry on the finish, the length just keeps on going.
Be bold and have it with your Sunday Roast chicken! Or just pop into Yield and enjoy a bottle with your pals over some Cobble Lane Cured charcuterie or Neal’s Yard cheese.
£18 to take away, or £16.20 as part of a mixed case (6)
Don’t mind if we do! Easy peasy wine and cheesy. See you in there.
Yield, 44/45 Newington Green, N16 9QH
Photos by Mike Barry
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