This is a real pub. Nothing fancy and, thank goodness, no TV. You won't find one better in LA. So please, stay away so it doesn't get all crowded up for locals. One irony is that the best beer in terms of taste and pour is the California-made Lagunitas. Their other choices are British and Irish, but not of much variety, and at least the Smithwick's is flat.
That brings me to the biggest problem with this place: the barkeeps are clueless about beer. They will pour a Guinness, for instance, in any old glass that comes to hand unless you tell them otherwise.
Wake up, gals (a term used on purpose). You can do way better, unless it just doesn't matter, which is kind of how it seems you feel.
Still, the atmosphere is so perfect, I won't stop showing up.
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