March 9, 2002
I?ve been to countless places like it ? a wee bit of the ould sod catering to exiles, émigrés, and upwardly mobile generations born here. Nice enough but packed for late Saturday afternoon, mostly small groups with the occasional couple. Places at the bar staked out like turf claimed in the land rush. After several pints, most of the patrons would get home on one of the nearby suburban commuter lines. The older gents all favored me with a grand smile, my celtic coloring giving me instant acceptance in the crowd. I hate to admit it, but I'll likely be back.