Now
this is an Irish Bar. In the small snug in the left hand section of the building you do actually feel like you're in an Irish pub. Our barman was a chatty lad from Southern Ireland, fresh off the plane a couple of weeks earlier and with a great enthusiasm. We chatted away about this and that and had the temperature outside not been quite so high I could almost have forgotten I was in Sydney.
Back in the main part of the pub, it was packed as ever it is on a Friday, with overspill snaking out onto the street, as diverse a mixture as you'll see in the Rocks. Everyone was enjoying the Craic and much Guinness flowed. Cheers!
review by: pubguide staff