A quick stroll from St. Stephen’s Green, O’Donoghue’s has long been one goop editor’s default spot—a proper, traditional pub in every sense of the word. Once upon a time the Dubliners would regularly play impromptu gigs by the bar, and if you’re lucky, you’ll be there when the next session strikes up. During rugby weekends, there’s nowhere a true local would rather be than right here, sitting around an old oak barrel in the sheltered alley outside with what feels like half the city around you. As good for a hot whiskey as it is for a pint, the atmosphere and the crowd at O’Donoghue’s never disappoints.

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