As far as "authentic" Irish pubs go, this one is not. With polished concrete floors, a high-gloss wood bar and a spacious, almost too clean atmosphere, the Turf seems a bit contrived. That's not to say it isn't cozy -- the cushy seating at the bar kick a barstool's ass any day. Their selection of Irish drafts is excellent and the food is average. It's in the same spot as PastaBAR!!!!!!! and Sens, but the atmosphere couldn't be more different. Last night I saw a guy writing his memoirs at the bar. An old dude with a Harley Davidson bandanna was swiggin' a Jack and Coke.
One thing that sucks hardcore about this place: the music. Why can't Irish bars seem to get this right (Rula Bula is exclusively excluded here)? They were blasting Yellowcard like it was 2002 and their clientele was solely 14-year-old girls.
I'll go back, maybe for happy hour, or to eat after midnight. But the other spots in this building are better options.