Mac Daddy’s International Irish Pub

As I once again drive from the Tampa Bay area back to Jax Beach, I find myself pondering what exactly is an «International» Irish Pub. I am a t a loss as to why the proprietor’s might feel the need to stick the international in there. It takes all kinds though, and they show up a this dive. Not, i say again not the good kind of dive either. Its the sort of unruly place that you can walk into, I don’t know, say ten minutes after you walk off the job site covered in dirt and sweat and not get a second glance. It’s sad really, maybe the ‘international” stands for no Guinness on tap. The place is tiny and with a name like Mac Daddy’s my expectations were high, filled with generic furniture and absolutely no personality. A saving grace in any good pub. No pool table. No Irish tunes on the Juke box. No hopelessly-​romantic wailing micks singing and spinning yarns save myself. Over-​all a disappointing attempt at a pub, even a bad one. It might as well be a bar in any random Best Western in any random po-​dunk town. Mine Irish eyes aren’t a smiling.