Written by ‘Double U: A Regular Irregular’
In Kenya something threatens to take over from the Irish Potato as the greatest Irish import. It’s not the Leprechaun, aka the ‘Kanjo’ (City Council) who still remain the only green invisible men around but something rather different. Welcome to The Curragh (/kərə(KH),ˈkərək/) pronounced as you would if you ‘shrubbed’ the word colour (it’s the simplest way we could put it). The Curragh is a famous racecourse in Ireland thus fittingly the first Authentic Kenyan Irish Pub and Bistro is located at the Ngong Race Course.
This isn’t your copy paste Irish Pub this is really Irish, down to the addictive laid back atmosphere. You almost half expect a Leprechaun to jump out from behind the enormous trees that surround the pub. You’ll be adequately drunk with the beauty of the racecourse even before you get in.
Once inside you’ll feel it instantly, this is home, a refuge with a refill (bless) a place where you can have your politics with a pint, solitude with a stout or make it three with a whisky (we thought rhyming it with frisky would be a tad too much).
Sitting on the high stools at the spacious bar you feel settled and rested with the famous Irish Poet Yeats staring from above. There are quite a number of revered Irish icons lining the walls on posters that came straight from the Republic itself. Michael Collins the legendary Irish Revolutionary leader takes command next to the large projected screen and Guinness obviously makes a number of appearances.
The owners don’t take themselves too seriously and why should they, Irish Pubs aren’t, thus creating a place where you can be yourself and nothing less we promise from the bottom of our Guinness.
The ribs, the ribs, the ribs… let’s do that again the ribs, the ribs, the ribs they are deserving of their own little article. The menu is filled with traditional Irish cuisine (and we’re not talking about the potato) including these ribs which you are free to fall in love with, propose and move in to the house because they’re that good. The Curragh prides itself on its grill which tempts your tongue and kisses your lips which is sufficient fuel to get ready to sample the full bar.
Another poster proclaims ’wine how classy people get wasted’ and if the bubbly is your go to then you’re in luck, the Curragh wine selection is a triumph that will give any well-seasoned connoisseur butterflies. Swirl your glass as you curl under the stars in the charming courtyard nestled between the trees, shrubs and grass that greet the horses on their way to the course.
If home is where you make it then it’s here watching smiles through the warm and inviting light thatfills the pub and gasps that come from football and Rugby games playing live across three screens orwatching something golden pour into a glass on the Happy Hour. This is a pub with heart, caint- craicceol yes this is definitely home.