Back in the day, I spent a lot of time at Irish Times, the Irish bar right next to the Dubliner in Washington. I’m not sure why, but I fostered an intense dislike of the Dubliner and always maintained that you were either an Irish Times person or a Dubliner person. It was definitely “a narcissism of small differences” kind of thing because all that distinguished the two was the the Dubliner was less grimy and the music there wasn’t as bad (and now they are offering us a good drink deal!). But old loyalties die hard, so I’ll look forward to seeing people on Friday at the SECOND best Irish bar on that block.