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I've only been fortunate enough to post-up and throw-down at Pub 71 a mere handfull of times now, yet both my homies and myself have had only sweet-treats on our tongues for this suprisingly authentic little pub and tummy-rubbin' eatery. The beautiful lady which I have chosen to have (often rather naughty) familial relations with actually proclaimed ""Yumma-Lumma-Ding-Dong!"" open first sampling Captain Adamo's exquisite Shepherd's Pie recipe...A dish which, let's be honest, can be quite wretched when poorly executed. I think that's a pretty darn good endorsement, even if you foolishly insist on disagreeing. My mate, Mr. Ron is apparently more than eager to preach the golden-fried-gospel-goodness of P71's Fish N' Chips. I don't chomp that fish-fish....so, I'm willing to take his word on that one. Myself? What gets my belly happy? Well, I've thought for near a little minute now that Big Daddy be needin' to try a Reuben sandwich but, had obviously decided to proceed with great caution when selecting which local choke-n-puke to embark on this bold new big-boy-style taste endeavor at. To put it simply: I was so good that, after I had eaten it, I actually wished that I had another one....just so that I could jump up on the table and spike it. That's how dandy...NAY! ...Snazzy that sandwich was! Not only does ""mister grumbles"" always get a nummy and comforting pub-grub nap but, the staff have always come correct and equipped, courteous and prompt yet in no danger, whatsoever, of moving-in with you. And that's a good thing. In short: I pity the the poor, stupid fools who blindly stumble through their days, over-looking this dark and cozy oasis, pacing in-circles in a bland, flavorless prison on their own ignorant design. My posse can even stroll there, making them perfectly-poored, seductively-frothy, ice-cold, $4 pints of Monday Guinness entirely fat-free and calorie-neutral! PUB 71, fool!
Pros: small, cozy, comfortable. great food. good service.
Cons: none yet
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