The Ginger Man

You'll find this tucked away on Fenian Street, just a stone's throw from Trinity but worlds away from the tourist traps of Temple Bar. The Ginger Man does what every good Dublin pub should: serves pints that actually taste like something and food that won't leave you reaching for the Rennie afterwards. The atmosphere strikes that perfect balance between neighbourhood local and somewhere you'd happily bring your visiting mates. The menu goes well beyond your standard pub fare – think proper steaks, fresh seafood, and Sunday roasts that'll sort you right out. It's the kind of place where regulars prop up the bar reading the paper whilst couples settle in for long, lazy dinners. The fact they're closed Mondays tells you everything – this isn't some corporate operation trying to squeeze every euro out of footfall.