Jeremy Broad
19/11/2023
My extreme disappointment with the treatment my friends and I received at your so-called "authentic" Irish pub. Firstly, I must say that I was willing to overlook the questionable authenticity of the place, as the promise of a good time was enough to entice us in.
However, you can imagine our dismay when we were promptly kicked out for our incredible dancing skills. As if that wasn't bad enough, we were told it was because we hadn't bought enough beers. Excuse me, but I didn't realize there was a two-drink minimum for busting out our best Riverdance moves.
And let's talk about the quality of those "Irish" beers. Frankly, I would rather lick an old boot than drink your Guinness. I believe the 1989 Newcastle earthquake was actually caused by the collective shudder of everyone who has tasted your foul brew.
I must say, I expected better from a pub that caters to "meth addicts, then actual patrons" (as you so charmingly put it). Perhaps you should consider investing in some decent beverages and appreciating the art of dance before you go around kicking out potential life of the party.
Sincerely,
A disappointed patron