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| - Irish pubs can be hit or miss, even in Ireland, but especially in the New World. There are plenty of schmucks with green carpet and a shamrock in the window, but few of these places are truly legitimate drink houses.
Inconspicuously tucked into a strip mall in Chandler, Fibber Magee's looks from the parking lot like one of the former. But once you get past the generic exterior, you're highly rewarded with one of the most Irish, wood-paneled, attention-to-detail environments this side of Boston. It's not so much a bar as an actual pub-- a cozy, comfortable establishment where you can also drink cheaply during soccer games, hear a song or two, or generally just get shitfaced. We happened to show up during Monday Night Football, and though the bartender and some patrons were vocally at odds with their rooting interests, everything was kept relatively civil throughout the evening. Though Irish-Americans aren't especially known for their cuisine, the easy-on-the-eyes waitress served up some of the finest corned beef boxty going. The meat was lean and tender, and the whole thing was complemented by a heaven-sent mustard-based sauce. It's a knockout. Eat it. There are plenty of whiskies too, if that's your thing, and if you're here, it may as well be your thing.
All in all, there's not much to complain about. Good food, good drink, comfortable and relatively authentic atmosphere... Fibber Magee's is a total standout. Cheers!
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