Nope, the owner’s name is not Ryan. Nah, the joint is named after some sappy film in which an Irish woman falls for a British soldier. What does that mean to you? How ‘bout great beer, reasonable prices, free eats and good-looking scenery? Might wanna look up the address, though, since there aren’t exactly neon lights pointing out this gem. Roll here on Monday evening or Friday night and you’ll still get the neighborhood feel. The bartender might even know you by drink.
