| The Quilty Tavern |
| Written by Cormac MacConnell | |
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THE pint was only thruppence on that stormy winter evening when the sailing ship Leon began to founder in heavy seas off Quilty away back in 1907. And the Quilty fishermen went out into the teeth of the storm and saved every soul aboard. Sitting at the bar of the Quilty Tavern in the middle of Holy Week I have a magnificent view both of the cruelly beautiful blue seas across the road and of the matching blue plaque on the sea wall which commemorates the courage of the fishermen. Few bar stools anywhere have a better view than those of the Quilty Tavern, the only pub in the scenic village, the one in which the hardy curragh men would have slaked their thirsts after the event. It’s the afternoon, the tide is in, there is a clear sky.It’s the calm before the storm as far as the staff are concerned. The bar business is light at this time of day in Holy Week but I’m certain that down below they were breaking open the Easter kegs to cope with the start of another tourist season in one of the busiest and most famous of the west Clare pubs. It’s a good one. I’ve had some good nights here down the summers. Maybe the best of all was the music and merriment that followed that fabled David O’Leary penalty that beat Romania and drove Charlton’s team into the final stages of the World Cup. Registration is required to view this content, registration is FREE |
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The Quilty Tavern
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And after reading this long article about The Quilty Tavern, I was surprised that there was no mention of the pair of dogs that greet customers from the flat roof of the function room. We have stopped at the tavern when passing thru Quilty just to laugh about the dogs and their vantage point. |
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