After JJs, and a look at the queue for 9a which was still as long, we headed to Hodges Figgis so I could get a copy of Peter Hook's book Substance. On the way back to find where we had intended to go for dinner with Himself's poor recollection of where it was, another blast of rain occurred and Rag Traders on Drury Street was as convenient a place as any to get out of the way.
This is the back of Dakota on South William Street, but is very different. Kitted out with probably the shopfitting contents of every salvage yard in the country, its name and interior are references to this area of the city and its former role in the clothing industry.
It's very, very dark inside. Beer selection is decent, prices are a bit high.
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