Maggie O’Shea’s Bar and Grill

Why is a mixed drink 15 $? I came in after my flight was delayed, hoping for something refreshing. I opted for an Islander, which is rum mixed with pineapple juice, strawberry and orange flavors and club soda. The drink was in a large pint but was extremely weak. I tasted no alcohol in it. I was astonished after seeing that my tab was $ 15 even for this. What!!!

I can get past overpriced airport pub and give a better rating, but clearing a glass that still has beer in it is unforgivable. All you have to do is ask «are you done with this?».

I had a lot of time to kill before my flight. Thankfully, I was not hungry, but decided to order a glass of Stella. I didn’t ask pricing. I figured it was New York and it would be a little higher than what I was used to paying in Florida; add a little more because it’s an airport and everything is overpriced. But I didn’t expect to pay $ 11.50 for that glass of Stella. I could buy a pitcher of Stella here for that price! Holy Crap, way to price gauge those that don’t have any other alternative. It’s not like you can leave at that point. Plus, MacArthur airport is so small, there are no other options. Thank God I had a hearty late lunch before boarding!
Last night, I was going through my bank statement and started questioning a $ 14.00 charge (working in hospitality, I’ve always tipped. The servers don’t set these asinine prices. She was still nice). I spent 15 minutes trying to figure out where I spent that much money in «Ronkonkoma». Then it hit me. I guess I tried desperately to erase the horrible experience from my memory that I forgot all about it.

Had to eat at this place when our flight was delayed. OMG this place is horrible. The burger was $ 13.00 and was not worth the value. I almost would prefer a $ 1.00 McDonalds burger. The tables were sticky and required a butter knife to scrape off the table. Food a zero. Service a –4. Next time I will leave the airport to grab a bite. You should too.

Whatever you do don’t settle for this place if you have any other option take it. Wings way over priced for the small 8 wings you get for $ 12 The Dubliner sandwich was complete trash rock hard bread with rotten corned beef !!! Service was the most appalling

Ridiculously priced wine!!! $ 17 a glass — and no warning. The waitress and manager both said they do not have to tell us if we don’t ask the price. Shame on us for not asking. The prices are not listed on the menu because, according to the waitress, they go up too fast. Apparently they practice a «Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell» policy to screw the customer. Not worth the price and not very nice either.

Just really dreadful service. Lots of staff eating, watching tv, milling about and complaining. No one really servicing the customers. It was a bit shocking to feel like I was an intrusion on their work instead of the reason for their work.

Hahaha this place is a joke. You can have an $ 11.59 beer here before you board, or just arrive 30 min before your flight and just walk right to the gate and board. My bad for even stopping here, but its the only game in the terminal. Nothing Irish at all here. One of the places you would typically see on Bar Rescue.

There is nothing really to say. Before you board the aircraft, grab a Stella on tap and chill out.
You want a nice meal before you leave Long Island? Don’t come to the friggin airport you stupid jackhole and eat here.
This is the end of my review

Should have read the reviews before going here. Loved the idea of a portobello mushroom on toasted roll with roasted red peppers and brie and mozzarella cheeses. The «roll» was ciabatta, which isn’t a problem, but it was flavored ciabatta (waitress didn’t know what kind) and the flavor of the roll had a brawl with all other flavors in the sandwich. So I tried ditching the roll and enjoy the innards. No such luck. The mushroom tasted as if it was marinaded in pure vinegar. It ruined any chance of me tasting anything else from the menu. What a shame for what is usually such a good tasting mushroom that really only ever needs a little salt and pepper. Great concept for a sandwich. Terrible execution. The two stars was because the staff was very nice

Had the chicken fingers and fries. They were equivalent to basic cafeteria food. Not worth the cost, but worth it for sit down service at ISP.

Not many options in the airport, but if you have to eat, go for the vending machines before you eat here. Quite possibly the worst turkey burger EVER. It actually made eating a chore. Can pickles go bad?
At least the staff is nice, even the bartender who was wearing dish gloves to pull the tap.

I knew I had to eat before getting on my 7 hour flight from Long Island to Phoenix by way of Chicago. But airport food is always mediocre at best. Why do places that hold you hostage always have crappy food? Hospitals, Arenas, Airports, Malls — anywhere where it is more convenient to eat there than leave — they all suck.
So why did I have any hope that this little tiny airport in the middle of nowhere Long Island would have anything decent to eat? Because I’m a sucker for all things Irish. My Irish eyes start smiling whenever I see an O’ or a Mc and I lose all common sense. Even though this was the only restaurant open in the airport, I actually got excited. My excitement continued when I saw they had Blue Moon on tap because it’s one of my favorite large brewery beers. So excited I forgot to even check to see if they had Harp on tap — my favorite Irish beer.
That’s because as soon as I stepped through the door, I literally forgot that this was supposed to be an Irish Pub. Sure there was dark wood everywhere, but this place was incredibly generic. I looked around for any sign of the Emerald Isle — behind me on the wall, there were 3 8×10 picture frames — one said something about the Titanic, one said something about Ireland, and the third I couldn’t read from my vantage point. In the corner there was a boat hanging from the ceiling. That’s it, that’s all the Irish culture they could muster.
Well, now I’m stuck here and I’ll be starving if I wait until I get to Phoenix to eat. The thought of eating the partially hydrogenated snack crackers and sugar coated peanuts on the plane doesn’t sound appetizing either.
I do a quick flip throught the small menu and notice something familiar on the back page. It’s a list of ingredients that are «healthy» for you and why. Oh no! I’ve seen this before. In the Charlotte, NC airport. It can’t be so! I slowly read down the list, savoring what I know will be the last entry. And there it is — strawberries. Why is this entry so peculiar? Because the reason they give for strawberries being so good for you is that they have «no trans fat.» No sh! t, Sherlock. Pick any whole vegetable, fruit, grain or even meat that hasn’t been tampered with and you can say that it doesn’t contain trans fat since trans fat is a man-​made monstrosity.
I’m annoyed that I am now forced to eat at the dumbest chain restaurant of all time, but there literally are no other options at this airport. So I suck it up and order the simplest meal I can think of — burger and fries. They only had 2 choices, and I went with the «fiesta burger» hoping that the salsa and guacamole would make up for any blandness.
While I’m waiting for my meal, I realize I have to be sitting in the most uncomfortable bar stool of all time. The metal bar foot rest is way too low for any person of average height to reach and every stool in my immediate area is missing the front wooden cross bar, which means that my legs are just dangling uncomfortably from this barely padded perch. To make it even worse, the doorknob who designed this stupid bar decided that it was wise to put molding across the front of the bar, at knee level. If I want to sit anywhere within arms reach of the bar, I have to sit with my kneecaps just above this stupid molding. I have a feeling that Irish Catholic nuns are behind this — forcing me to serve penance for willingly eating lousy food.
And the food? Oh yes, it was lousy. Typical cafeteria food with no flavor or zazz. The bread was crumbly, the cheese not melted, the prepackaged salsa and guacamole were bland as all get out, and the burger was thin and greasy. The fries were the frozen shoe string type. The pickle was good, but it’s impossible to screw up a pickle.
This place was so bad that even though I had another hour to kill, I didn’t stay for a second beer. And the beer was the best part about the place. My advice if you have to spend any time at this airport — PACK A LUNCH!

The typical fake HMSHost pub in an airport type place… Bar food.
I always have to order a Long Island, since well… when in Rome. (Plus I feel less ripped off for paying $ 10 for a LI for this vs $ 10 for a margarita or something lame).
The waspy lady next to me was severely offended when she was told her «small» Bud Light was $ 6.19 (a pint draft). She went on and on and on about it. Should’ve just ordered the larger one lady, it’s probably a buck more.
I’ve eaten here a few times… Food is reliable, not great. By far not bad though either, especially for an airport. The pulled pork I had last time was about as good as the pre-​made pulled pork you can buy in the deli counter at most grocery stores… Probably was the same thing. Kind of on the small side, too… I’d go with something else.
This place doesn’t have a lot of tables, so if there are flight delays it can be packed to the point of standing room only.