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| - We stopped by here on St. Patrick's day looking for a little bit of a classier establishment to tip green pints and have a meal. In case I'm not articulating well, what that means is that we desperately wanted to avoid drunk 18 year old stick girls vomiting green Keith's all over us.
Well, we definitely succeeded here!
It's a massive bar with a lot of televisions and a sort of upscale feel to it. I remember coming here when it was called the Flight Deck and thinking about how odd it was that such a nice, modern and HUGE establishment was located in such a weird place.
Maybe that's why I've never seen it full.
No matter. I got some green beers and proceeded to sip away my sorrows (oh, you triflin' women, when you gonna quit your triflin?! Can't you see I'm trying to pay you no mind, triflin' women!? Quit your triflin' ways!). I also ordered some fish and chips. Gotta make sure I'm getting my Omega 3's when I'm gettin' my "pensive bitter reflection" on.
We also ordered a few starters including the calamari. The calamari was very good; lightly breaded and delicious. The fish and chips was also pretty good - I appreciated that my fish weren't soggy like they sometimes get when a place preps them and lets them sit while other meals get put together. Good work, Stonehill.
On the subject of bread, it was awesome that they had some gluten free options for my GF friend who came with. She was really happy with the flatbread she ordered - and it did look good. Even my non-GF friend ordered a gluten free flatbread so they could share. Now that, ladies and gentlemen, is some sort of special friend love right there.
Conversation carried on throughout the night and as I drained a few more green beers into myself I came to the point where seeing leprechauns became less of a joke and more of a reality. When that moment hits, it's time to be on your way.
In the end, I'd go back. I'd probably drink less beer and order something a little more adventurous, but on this day, Stonehill delivered.
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