A Fine Irish Pub in Ohio

This past weekend, my husband and I attended the Mad Anthony Writer's Conference in Hamilton, Ohio, and were delighted to be introduced to a truly Irish pub in the same town, Ryan's Tavern. Run by the husband of one of the conference organizers, whose family hails on both sides from the Emerald Isle, Ryan's Tavern has the distinction of being a fantastic restaurant as well as a genuine pub.  Ensconced in a renovated building crammed with history, Ryan's Tavern features a cherry-wood staircase that makes a grand entrance for any bridal party, extra-large booths (built and carved with Irish knotwork and ivy by Amish craftsmen) to accomodate many friendly dinner parties, and a vast variety of fine Irish beers and spirits.

Coming from an Italian background myself, a family joke was that the Irish can't cook: have you ever heard of an Irish restaurant? Well, after eating twice at Ryan's Tavern, I am happy to be proven wrong. The Shepherd's Pie was simply mouth-wateringly amazing. And their range of appetizers, entrees and desserts is comprehensive - everything from St. Patrick's Pasta (you knew he was of Italian descent, right?) to the Tipperary Portabella appetizer to the passionately delicious Confessional Chimichanga (a wafer of pastry wrapped around softened chocolate served with ice cream: we thought we were too full to try it but we ended up fighting for the right to finish it!). If you happen to have the good fortune to come to Hamilton, Ohio, be sure to stop for a bite and a drink at Ryan's Tavern. Good luck and God's blessings to you!

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Elizabeth Amy Hajek said…
ooooh, thanks for the recommendation!
11:36 AM
elena maria vidal said…
Sounds wonderful!
3:02 PM
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