Swanky isn't a descriptor one would typically apply to an Irish Bar,
but Mary O's in the East Village is bringing the stanky, debaucherous archetype out of the dark ages and into the millennium. Proprietor Mary O’Halloran is a friend of our happy hour pal/my former colleague Ed, so for Friday's bi-weekly outing, we sat up straight for a change and enjoyed a regal sipfest. No one even belched.
Let's call it a "quality crowd": only Eddie, Christa and meese made it out this time, but the luxury of having a single all-involved conversation was a pleasure.
Above: meese, Christa, Eddie; Below: with owner Mary O' Halloran.
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