You might think that all the commotion that poured out of O’Brien’s Irish Pub every night would make its way to my house, but I never noticed anything, no music, crowd noise, traffic, nothing.
I was walking past their parking lot last night to discover the scene below. The area in the parking lot was full with tables not very spread out and all the tables full of people, but the old patio area surrounded by the fence and covered by the low-hanging canopy was worse. It was basically a room and the patrons there were shoulder to shoulder talking loudly because it was so noisy in there and roundly cheering the game on tv. I wonder when I’ll feel safe enough to enjoy such an environment? Did I ever enjoy such an environment?
On the 23rd Street wall of O’Brien’s Irish Pub facing the Trader Joe’s.