Ricpic said:
Just googled Blarney Stone for the heck of it and there are two still operating, one on 8th Avenue at 31st Street and the other at 3rd Avenue and, I think, 44th Street. In other words midtown west and midtown east.
Funniest of all are the yuppie comments about the "Blarney Stone experience" which make it sound like a trip fraught with peril into blue collar land. Surprising how many commenters say the food's a pretty good deal. Interesting that in one of the Blarneys there's no Irish beer on tap.
Just googled Blarney Stone for the heck of it and there are two still operating, one on 8th Avenue at 31st Street and the other at 3rd Avenue and, I think, 44th Street. In other words midtown west and midtown east.
Funniest of all are the yuppie comments about the "Blarney Stone experience" which make it sound like a trip fraught with peril into blue collar land. Surprising how many commenters say the food's a pretty good deal. Interesting that in one of the Blarneys there's no Irish beer on tap.
I frequent both of them and they are an interesting contrast. The one on Third Ave is primarily a lunch joint as a long line forms that goes out the door and people get their steam table sandwiches or a corn beef and cabbage platter. That's the one without the Irish beers.
The one on 31st is a different kettle of fish. A lot more gritty. I was in it a couple of years ago and one of the guys we were with got in a beef with this kinda homeless dude who goes and pulls a knife on him. Of course five guys at the bar pull guns cause they were cops or correction officers and tell him to put away the shank and cut the shit.
Man that was about fifteen no sixteen years ago.
I am getting fucking old man.
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I do that, too. I was catching up w/ an old schoolmate, and mentioned something that happened a couple of years ago...wait, it was last century.
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