215 Division Street
Pawtucket, RI 02860
Providence County
Phone: (401) 726-9351
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by Marleen Minix on Hipster, Artsy, Funky, Fab. It is all these things... and it is also one of those gastropubs that thinks a little too highly of it's ability to deliver on the first four. Cheese plate with tiny amount of bread was $14 (seriously, four thin slices off a baguette), the sangria (in a jam jar -- not a large preserve one either) was $6, wine (admittedly chosen for price) probably out of a box. The service was ok... as with all of "these types" of places. I would give it three but the only thing i'll recommend this for is maybe the happy hour and as a people watching novelty. Note: Don't feel awkward asking for more bread. We had to -- twice -- and they'll give it to you.
by Rebecca A. on Great bar to go if dancing is not your thing. They definitely play a random selection of songs/genres. It can get very crowded and yes, even a line forms to go upstairs. I don't know what it is about an Irish Pub that I just love--it must be a college love that I haven't quite grown out of yet. Service is pretty fast; I haven't ever had a hard time getting a drink. The crowd tends to be a mid-20s "professional" crowd although sometimes you do get a few random groups coming in. This is a staple place for all of my friends.
by Leigha Castilla on I am breaking my month-long rateclubsing hiatus to say: This is the place you go to make mistakes you wish you could laugh about in the morning, but know it's just sad. A more in-depth analysis: crap expensive alcohol, crap music, crap clientele. In conclusion: crappy. I am not uptight, and the first time I went here I had a pretty good time (but was well and hammered with my boys after a Sox game, so I basically brought my own party). However, just went here this past weekend. Completely missed how skeezy this place was the last time. And I'm not talking fun, hey we're in college and we're AWESOME so who CARES?!?!, WHOO HOO skeezy. More like, I need to shower in Lysol skeezy. Thank HEAVENS I sobered up before the night was through. If you're prone to beer goggles, like myself, be very wary if you are actually numb enough to go here. Bring along at least one sober friend to keep you from making boozy eyes because in the dark, disco light of Tequila Rain, just about every 3 looks like a 9.
