Posted 31 March 2004 - 07:34 AM
Posted 21 April 2004 - 08:01 AM
We once got drinking in Galway and met up with a couple of Northern Irish guys. A little the worse for wear we left the pub after closing and started wandering looking for somewhere else to drink in the early hours of the morning. Seeing a couple of policemen one of the NI guys ran upto him "Excuse me oficer, do you know where we can get a drink around here?"
"Jeez! Just knock on any of the pub doors, their all serving afters!" :lol:
With attitudes like that I can't ever see the smoking ban working in Ireland :rolleyes:
Posted 22 April 2004 - 05:37 AM
Very interesting. We go Saturday so we'll let you know how it went next week.
Posted 22 April 2004 - 07:29 AM
Posted 27 April 2004 - 09:31 AM
After a 2 hour delay at Heathrow we arrived in Galway at about 4-30pm. Luckily we could get our bearings and take time to wander around. Not so, the team - late lunch then a run around on the Connacht pitch (which is the Greyhound Stadium).
One of the team asked Gavin Duffy (fullback poached from Connacht last year) if there were any houses older than 10 years (since the Celtic Tiger has resulted in tons of new builds). He got his answer when we arrived at our hotel at The Quays.
We were accommodated in Jury's by the bay.
Walking up Quay Street (passing several pubs, restaurants, shops) into Shop Street (where the usual larger stores are) and into Eyre Square where John F Kennedy spoke months before his death, and there is the monument to the writer Padraic O'Conaire. The majority of these buildings are old and in a pedestrianised precint. Many of the pubs had been multi-functional - pub at front, store and living accommodation.
We tried to book in a few restaurants, but being Saturday night and the fact that Galway had been invaded by mad rugby types, stag and hen nights this was a bit of a hit & miss affair.
We chose The Quay Street Restaurant and Wine Bar where we got a table for 9pm.
Pate de Foie Gras and Oysters - delicious, and
Mussells in a Thai jus and a Fish Stew. The mussells were huge , about 3 inches in length. We chose a bottle of Reisling but, busy as the restaurant was, we had to settle for an off wine list bottle of New Zealand 'Reisling' (can't remember the name). We were not disappointed. We skipped pud and had a plate of cheese.
Water was free and the bill came to 75 EUD (that's about 50 pounds for two). Stunning!
During the meal we were visibly wowed by the portions of racks of lamb and steak coming from the kitchen and decided we'd book for the Sunday night, albeit, a bit earlier.
During discussions with an ex-London Irish player (at the next table) we discovered that the proprietor Martine McDonagh's family also run the famous McDonaghs Seafood Bar opposite for many generations - all the fish is straight from the trawlers. This was evidenced by the queues of people waiting for take-aways and seating.
So to bed!
Sunday was a fairly 'quick' start for a weekend since the match started at 1pm. We had breakfast in the hotel (a typical chain breakfast of bacon, eggs, sausages, cereals etc..). the bacon was astounding!
Sauntered around the centre, found the Sunday papers and more importantly located Sheridan's Cheesemongers - closed Sunday but noted fro Monday morning.
Time flies by, we got to the final on aggregate, then it was time for dinner at The Quay Street Restaurant.
This time we had Chicken Liver Pate; Breaded mussells; Rack of lamb (which only the Majumders could do justice to) this was local and as good as any from Herdwick; Black Sole;
We had a bottle of Wolf Blass (Chardonnay) , water and coffee. About 90 EUD in all.