Daily Grind | Issue 06

Daily Grind | Issue 06

The Bog

On St Patrick’s Day M and G thought it would be a fab idea to do wine before nine. With two pinot gris down and stomachs roaring they drunkenly staggered with the flat down to The Bog – a must on St Paddy’s. Stumbling through the door, their noses were assaulted with the scent of bacon and Guinness. They found themselves on tables and chairs fit for leprechauns next to the jovial live music.

Swaying on their feet and waiting for a fry-up M spotted some other patrons sipping on a hot black handle dripping with cream and laced with whiskey. They had to have that thing between their lips. While G inhaled some hash browns off her plate and knocked back a Jameson, M slouched over to the bar and requested two Irish Coffees.

To a drunken M and G it felt like an eternity waiting for these festive coffees. In the meantime, G even had time to go for a durrie run, get lost on George St and send an SOS text to M, who found her floating around Cosmic Corner. Once they made their way back to The Bog at roughly 10.30am, they nabbed the first Irish Coffees that landed on the bar and headed out the back. What followed can only be described as an Irishman’s hazy nirvana.

Irish coffees are essentially two shots of whiskey mixed with an Americano coffee, topped with cream and a sprinkling of coffee beans and served in a glass mug. The thick cream sat contentedly on the black coffee, which somehow enhanced the whiskey – in a good way. We decided to mix the cream into the coffee and whiskey, which was a good call. After an early morning start, this hot delicious bev gave us the boost to get through to an afternoon of beer pong.

While trying new things and on a coffee-alcohol buzz M and G thought they might suss out the pokies that the Bog had on offer. They swaggered over to some sort of Arabian-themed machine and chucked $2 in (which the bartender kindly withdrew for a bleary-eyed M). The pokies turned out to be about as fun as the potato famine.

The atmosphere of The Bog on St Patrick’s Day (the friendliest day of the year) was unbeatable. The live band was cranking out the hits like “Danny Boy,” “When Irish Eyes Are Smiling” and “It’s a Long Way to Tipperary.” Even at 10am, the Bog, which is rumoured to make its yearly budget solely on 17 March, was cranking from opening. The old girl was chocka with green-clad students carousing with a few oldies.

M and G give The Bog and their Irish Coffees a drunken 5/5. Fuck the poms, up with the IRA!

5/5 Coffee Cups

This article first appeared in Issue 6, 2013.
Posted 4:40pm Sunday 7th April 2013 by M and G.