It was great to find an Irish pub across the street from the Convention Center. But first, know this -- don't wait to be seated, as the sign says. SEAT YOURSELF. Instead of playing a guessing game as to where else we should sit -- our first choice happened to be "reserved" -- we headed straight to the bar. Service was a little slow, but I find this to be of a cultural inclination of the Irish in not wanting to hurry you away. My BF had the shepherd's pie, which he loved, and I had a truly great chicken sandwich with BBQ sauce and avocado with fries. Very comforting food for our very tired souls. I love Irish pubs. I hope there are some in heaven.