W.B. Yeats, Patrick Kavanagh and Flann O'Brien drunk there. And me... occasionally.
I imagine this would be the type of conversation one could hear there:
"Death by fire, you know, by God it’s no joke.
They tell me drowning is worse, Lamont said.
Do you know what it is, said Furriskey, you can drown me three times before you roast me. Yes, by God and six. Put your finger in a basin of water. What do you feel? Next to nothing. But put your finger in the fire!" (Flan O'Brien).
