Formerly Sweeney’s. Significantly tarted up and substantially devolved as a ‘Joycean Heritage Pub’, but catering to a more social climbing clientele. A large black and white portrait of the late great Sir John Hurt CBE hangs high on the wall. Stunning stained glass display upstairs along with plenty of Joycisms dotted around. The staff would rather you availed of costly cocky tails than humbler stouts, not that the latter are much less costly. Would be of total disinterest were it not for the literary echoes inherent in its name, evoking the eponymous two characters who ate steaming scones and spread butter on their smoking piths (cf Ulysses, Wandering Rocks episode), back in 1904 when the premises was the former DBC making and selling damn bad cakes. Damn bad craic these days anyway.

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