Pubcrawl – Kell’s Irish Pub -$$-
Sometimes you forget about the little things.
That seems to be the general message at Kell’s. Little things matter, and they have forgotten the little things that turn a good pub into a Great Pub. Little things like a windbreak just inside the door, so a cold breeze doesn’t wash through the entire bar every time the door is opened. Things like conversation – which was impossible with the sheer din of music, people and tv’s. (Part of this is due to the flat ceiling that they stick your $1.50 to, but still).
Lastly, they forgot what good service is like. This was the first time in a couple years that Tolerant and I have
- both
gotten to the bottom of our glasses without a wait-staffer even raising an eyebrow in our direction. I had the frickin’ curry fer chrissakes, and I would have had to actively seek the attention of our server to get a refill.
That’ll teach me for thinking an Irish curry wouldn’t be too hot for the Gringo.
All in all, Tolerant and I were both disappointed and give the place a C at best. Too many years catering to the yuppies and hipsters Downtown, I guess.
Hollerings