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| - * Now that the weather has cooled here in AZ, I can look back on the Roasting HeatFest that was summer and comment on some of the more enjoyable moments... *
It is Saturday afternoon. It is hot. There is time before the Dbacks game. Where should we go? Hey, how 'bout the Turf!? And so starts the afternoon/evening in Phoenix...
I am an Irish girl, and have a soft spot in my heart for Irish pubs. The first time I visited the Turf (randomly in the morning after a HUGE breakfast... too early to do any real damage) I knew I wanted to come back.
First off, we were able to secure a great parking spot right around the corner and in the shade, too. Score! Be aware that the parking spaces are metered, so bring quarters and keep an eye on the time. Nobody likes a parking ticket (no, I didn't get one).
The Turf has two things near and dear to my heart. Comfortable bar stools and purse hooks. Oh, and the fact that the staff is friendly, the prices are fair and the food is good doesn't hurt, either.
Boddington's on tap? Why yes! Those were paired with fish & chips with steak fries (to which the vinegar was liberally applied). For some reason the bartender ended up with an 'extra' Hoegaarden that he gave to us as well (nice!).
Too bad the Turf Bar isn't closer to my corner of the world - I think it would be a fun place for Happy Hour. Well, there is always next baseball season!
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