Deacon Brodies

Has the globalisation spread to the world of the pub? Well we all know that no matter where you go in the world now you will probably find a Scruffy Murphy's or a Brazen Head to sell you your pint of Guinness with a shamrock poured into the top of it. We also all know that these so-called Irish pubs have the same atmosphere as going on a trip to Burger King for Christmas dinner! Oh, and the shamrock on the Guinness is more likely to look like mutant penis with a pair of odd shaped balls on top of it!

So imagine my surprise on Friday when I stumble across a pub in Hell's Kitchen called Deacon Brodies and it actually turns out to be okay. Firstly, it's named for a Scotsman (and a famous Edinburgh pub) but it's owned by an Irishman. The pints are American 16oz pints and not Irish and British sized 20oz pints. I can make a 16oz pint dissappear in 2 gulps!

Despite these misgivings it is still a good pub. It has huge windows in the front and the back that allow you to sit and watch the hustle and bustle outside, this more than anything made me feel like I was in an Edinburgh pub.

The owner is a happy-flaky Irishman named Liam who calls everybody "Buddy". If you are one of these people who like their barmen surly and unfriendly, this is not the pub for you. All in all a good experience and one I'll go back to again.