Irish Bred Pub

The only time I go to this place is St. Patricks Day. This past St. Patty’s Day was raining cat’s and dogs so we ended up at Irish Bred Pub pretty early. We had an absolute green beer blast. We stayed there from around noon til 9pm! Weird people, weird place, drunken fun.

Underground Atlanta, Saturday afternoon. Hungry. Irish Pub.
The chairs were sticky. Maybe it was supposed to be like that but i’m pretty sure it wasn’t. the menus had things listed that they didn’t have anymore… the floor was all wet and the servers kept sliding everywhere almost falling.
i asked for a chicken cheesesteak and got beef? They were out of provolone cheese, they were out of a beer my great dining buddy wanted and i heard a server tell another table they were out of decaf coffee. The poor grandma at that other table that wanted the decaf probably had to sip on regular coffee and now she’s sitting somewhere WIRED!
the ketchup was really good (i heart ketchup)! my sandwich was pretty good… i wish the green peppers were cooked a bit more, they were, um… crunchy.
can’t say i’ll be running to go back here. womp womp.

As an Irish bred girl, I wasn’t expecting too much from this place. I mean, no offense, but it’s in Underground. After riding in the Underground elevators, realizing they managed to smell even worse than the elevators in the nasty dorm at my college, I was prepared for mediocre food.
And mediocre is what we got!
Not much Irish about this place: not even Smithwick’s on tap! They did claim to have Shock Top, but after a seriously puzzled look from the waitress (even after pointing to the name on the menu) I was informed they didn’t carry it. I’d like to note that the menus were PAPER. Not that hard to re-​print when you change things up! Seriously.
I decided that they probably couldn’t manage to screw up a burger, sadly they were out of provolone. I went with bleu. And grilled onions that arrived un-​grilled. The burger was a hearty «meh.» Soggy bun, greasy meat, mediocre toppings. Even the bleu cheese managed to be devoid of flavor. That takes skill, my friends. The fries were pretty tasteless, service was slow, floors were slippery and weird. I didn’t even want to think about the bathrooms or the kitchen.
So yeah. If for whatever reason you end up in Underground (God help you!), stick with the beer at this place. That is, if they have what you want in stock.

«Deanna. Why are you hanging out at Underground?» you ask.
Great question, my friend. Great question. A friend of mine works right next to Underground and has a limited time for lunch, so we needed to meet up in the vicinity. It’s been a while since I’d been to Underground. And it was sad. It’s a sad, sad place. «Kenny’s Alley,» I hope is a bit more bumpin’ at night, but during the day there were crickets (ok, not literally. It was just really quiet.).
The one spot that was open and had human life present was the Irish Bred Pub.
It was noon and it was filled with people. And all these people were boozin’ it up. Not sure if the stars were aligned but also the majority of the people seemed to be 50 years or older. An interesting phenomenon.
We sat on the patio, and we both got the chicken fingers.. . which were actually decent. Our server was pleasant and the chicken fingers were a-​ok, and edible.
So the three stars are for the fact that it is the less of the evils in the area.. even though nearly everything else seemed to be closed!

A huge mistake! thts what i honestly feel about my experience. this new years eve, we went to the underground atlanta to watch the peach drop and then dropped by this place for a drink. the servers very distracted and did not know their way around the place. also they first charged the wrong bill to our account and the right one too and took days to reimbursed the huge amount back.. whew! they could better the place. with good service and the right management, this place can become a hit. its got the looks and the location.