After my brief trip to the last decade and general trip around Merrion Row / Baggot Street, I ended up slipping through space and time to end up in, say, Curracloe in 1982. This was acheived by going in to Hartigans nearby on Leeson Street.
Hartigans consists of a small bar decorated with various aging memorabilia, which generally feels like a trip back in time itself; and an L-shaped room behind that, which can't really be described as being anything. It isn't a lounge as it has barely any seats. It isn't a function room as its far too small for that. It isn't just a corridor to the toilets and smoking area, as it's far too large for that. It has the same paint scheme as an unrenovated Social Welfare office.
I've seen this somewhere before. Somewhere not in Dublin, not in this millennium. And it was dated then. However, this is all part of the pubs charm. Prices are not rural Wexford 1982 level, but are more than reasonable for city centre.
Allegedly some things that require the term Allegedly may or may not have happened here, which I'll allow another set of bar bloggers to run the risk of an expensive court case in skirting around.
One final thing I noticed on my way out is that they have a framed review of the pub from an unspecified publication in an unspecified time period on the wall. This review gives the pub a decent overall score, made up of extremely high scores for most elements and a mediocre score for the toilets. Some things have barely changed!
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