Entries by Dublin By Pub
Doheny & Nesbitt’s: Baggot St.
In the month of September, with all the usual talk of Indian Summers abound, I’d happened to find myself becoming dizzy in a well-known Baggot Street pub. This particular spell of pub-housed dizziness was comparatively unusual as it wasn’t one which had been brought about by the effect of alcohol, but instead had been borne […]
SAVE SWENY’S
We’re looking for a bit of a dig out here folks. This building pictured, as you might have noticed, is not a pub. This is Sweny’s Pharmacy, a real-life surviving location from the James Joyce masterpiece Ulysses where Leopold Bloom bought a bar of Lemon Soap on 16th June 1904. Recently we became aware that […]
The Dominick Inn: Dominick St.
What is it about these places and karaoke? Such was the question that I posed to Pintman №2 as we took our first tentative sups in The Dominick Inn. He attempted a response but found himself interrupted by the howls of a rotund wrinkled grandmother pitching noisily across the room. This interruption led me to […]
T O’Brennan’s: Upper Dominick St.
Mainly for the fear of joining that easily-offended, ever-moaning subset of the public who believe in the one true lord and saviour – Joe Duffy, we decided we wouldn’t. But when we first visited T O’Brennan’s we had considered lodging a complaint about some of their signage with the Advertising Standards Authority of Ireland. If […]
Peadar Brown’s: Clanbrassil St.
A couple of posts back you might remember that we were drawing parallels between pubs and books. Well, rejoice ye lovers of poorly constructed prose because here comes this poorly effected simile once again. Pubs and books… consider, if you will, the similarities between the two – how both a pub and a book are […]
Jimmy Rabbitte’s: Camden St.
Lately, I’ve been finding myself lying awake at night pondering a big question. This question isn’t of an existential variety, no, no. I’m fine with reflection on the afterlife and the greater universe for the moment, the one question that’s currently interrupting my sleeping pattern is that which queries whether Jimmy Rabbitte’s, the pub on […]