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| - I got into town and my B&B nearby wasn't answering the door - thanks, guys! - so I wandered down Church St., dragging my overstuffed bag and starving. I passed many gay bars and pizza joints, but I desperately needed a STRONG cocktail. Lo and behold, what do I see but O'Grady's, without a line or huge crowds inside on a Friday night (which I was thankful for). Got a double whiskey and perused the menu, which was a little disheartening as Kevin F. said. However, I flipped it over and discovered fish & chips, which I'm always in the mood for, despite the frying and breading. Theirs was top-notch and very English, with the extra crispiness and very light fish (cod, I think). The fries were tasty, too - big chunks of potatoes but very well-done. The tartar sauce was pretty lame, though; seemed like sweet mayo with no evidence of relish in it. The food hit the spot, and the nice barkeep told me where to go to get a hotel room (didn't pan out as they were too pricey, but it was appreciated). Found a Days Inn and spent a short 10 hours there until I could get into my B&B, finally.
Went back several days later for a glass of vino, since it was nearby. Not the greatest wine, but the karaoke was fun to watch while I drank.
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