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Dublin Street Circa 1940 |
IN FACT AND FICTION--Davy Byrne's pub is
situated at 21 Duke Street, Dublin 2, and was made famous in James Joyce's
novel Ulysses. In the novel, Leopold
Bloom stops for a gorgonzola cheese sandwich and a glass of burgundy while
wandering through Dublin.

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Today |
The
pub is particularly popular on Bloomsday [June 16].
Joyce
previously mentioned the pub in the short story "Counterparts" in
Dubliners as a bar visited by the office clerk protagonist named Farrington
following an altercation with his senior at the office
To
see the pub recently link to the following: http://www.davybyrnes.com/gallery.html
EXCERPT FROM ULYSSES By
James Joyce
He entered Davy Byrne's.
Moral pub. He doesn't chat. Stands a drink now and then. But in leapyear once
in four. Cashed a cheque for me once.
What will I take now? He
drew his watch. Let me see now. Shandygaff?
—Hello, Bloom, Nosey
Flynn said from his nook.
—Hello, Flynn.
—How's things?
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James Joyce |
—Tiptop ... Let me see.
I'll take a glass of burgundy and ... let me see.
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—Have you a cheese
sandwich?
—Yes, sir.
Like a few olives too if
they had them. Italian I prefer. Good glass of burgundy take away that.
Lubricate. A nice salad, cool as a cucumber, Tom Kernan can dress. Puts gusto
into it. Pure olive oil. Milly served me that cutlet with a sprig of parsley.
Take one Spanish onion. God made food, the devil the cooks. Devilled crab.
—Wife well?
—Quite well, thanks ... A
cheese sandwich, then. Gorgonzola, have you?
—Yes, sir.
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Davy Byrne came forward
from the hindbar in tuckstitched shirtsleeves, cleaning his lips with two wipes
of his napkin. Herring's blush. Whose smile upon each feature plays with such
and such replete. Too much fat on the parsnips.
—And here's himself and
pepper on him, Nosey Flynn said. Can you give us a good one for the Gold cup?
—I'm off that, Mr Flynn,
Davy Byrne answered. I never put anything on a horse.
—You're right there,
Nosey Flynn said.
Mr Bloom ate his strips
of sandwich, fresh clean bread, with relish of disgust, pungent mustard, the
feety savour of green cheese. Sips of his wine soothed his palate. Not logwood
that. Tastes fuller this weather with the chill off.
Nice quiet bar. Nice
piece of wood in that counter. Nicely planed. Like the way it curves there.
Courtesy: Wikipedia and Davy Bryne's Pub website
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