Mickey Finn's Pub, Wicklow

Just what Arklow needed - another pub claiming to revolutionize the Irish drinking experience. Mickey Finn's Pub in Wicklow has all the typical trappings: exposed brick, carefully curated "authentic" décor, and a beer list longer than my last relationship. I arrived prepared to be underwhelmed, armed with my finest eye-rolling capabilities and a notebook ready to document mediocrity.

But damn them. They had to go and actually be good at what they do.

Let's address the elephant in the room - the service can be slower than a hungover snail. There's a particular art to forgetting drink orders that some of the staff have truly mastered. Yet somehow, this inconsistency adds to the place's peculiar charm, like that friend who's always late but brings such good stories that you forgive them every time.

The real revelation at Mickey Finn's Pub Wicklow comes when the food arrives (eventually). Just when you're ready to write it off as another pub grub disappointment, they serve you something that makes you question your life choices. The chef here is either a culinary genius or has made a deal with some gastronomic deity. Their fish and chips - a dish I've consumed enough times to consider myself a reluctant expert - achieves that mythical balance of crispy exterior and flaky interior that most places can only dream about.

Their beer selection would be pretentious if it wasn't so damn good. The house-brewed offerings from the Wicklow Brewery show an attention to detail that borders on obsessive. The St Kevin's Red Ale, in particular, is the kind of drink that makes you temporarily forget about all the mediocre pints you've suffered through in your life. They even do this clever thing where they pair specific beers with menu items, which I wanted to dismiss as gimmicky until I tried it and realized they actually know what they're talking about.

The space itself manages to walk that fine line between contemporary and traditional that so many pubs spectacularly fail at. Yes, there's live music, but it's actually enjoyable rather than the usual assault on your eardrums. The outdoor seating area provides a welcome escape when the interior gets busy, which it frequently does because apparently everyone else in Arklow has also discovered this place.

Now, let's talk about the restrooms - they're occasionally in a state that would make a gas station bathroom blush. It's the kind of situation that makes you wonder if maintaining toilets is some sort of complex quantum physics that the management hasn't quite mastered yet. Consider yourself warned.

Despite these flaws (or perhaps because of them), Mickey Finn's has carved out its own unique niche in Arklow's dining scene. The prices sit comfortably in that sweet spot where you can justify it as a regular haunt without having to sell a kidney. They take cards (welcome to the 21st century), offer free parking (a miracle in itself), and even manage to be family-friendly without sacrificing their soul to the god of chicken nuggets.

The place works equally well for a casual lunch, a dinner that impresses without trying too hard, or a night out that starts with "just one drink" and ends with you becoming best friends with the entire bar. They've even managed to make their brunches noteworthy, which is no small feat in a country where "brunch" often means "breakfast served later with a mimosa."

Located in the heart of Arklow, Mickey Finn's Pub Wicklow has become something I never expected - a place I actually recommend to people I like. Sure, you might wait a bit too long for your drink, and yes, you might need to strategically time your bathroom visits, but you'll leave having experienced something genuinely worthwhile.

Go there. Order the fish and chips, try the house-brewed beer, and accept that sometimes the best places aren't perfect - they're just perfectly themselves. Just don't blame me when you find yourself becoming a regular, despite your best intentions to maintain higher standards.