vockins wrote:Please keep updating this thread. If this place can get to Worst Irish Public House in America, it'll be on my Chicago to do list as much as Hot Doug's.
I will gladly brave Paddy O'Splaine's with whoever is game. I fear though, given its total lack of customers, it will soon shape up or close.
Ooo, I can't believe I forgot to mention this. One night I was in there I asked the bartender to make me a cocktail with Amaretto. Sure, he says, how about a Sicilian Kiss? Um... ok... that's a new one...
Most vile thing ever. Even with the stirry straw shoved way back past my tongue I could not drink it. By some advanced alchemy the bartender had managed to combine Disaronno and whiskey and make Robitussin.
"Sicilian Kiss", however, was a brilliantly appropriate name. Not exactly a good thing, right?: