How can you do Ireland and not do a traditional Irish breakfast and a foamy, full pint of Guinness?! Well ya can’t. So I took my fat self to devour an Irish breakfast at Gerry’s Cafe and it was so dank. Irish white pudding (this is what they call their sausage), eggs, toast, and mash. The rest of the time, I mostly just had beer at a bunch of different pubs and bars like the Mercantile, the infamous Temple Bar and my favorite Porterhouse Temple Bar. They produce their own labels of beer and I had the most legendary one called Au Brain Blasta. You do the math. The live music here is great too. Hell, the live music in Ireland is freakin’ great in general. I loved it.
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