Rex (now that I've been there, I feel as if I am on a first-name basis with the town) is a bit south of Atlanta, just off exit 2 on I-675. I went there to celebrate David Ellis's birthday and to hear his band, 3-Way Street, play.
I've been in pubs all around Ireland and consider myself to know one when I see one. The one in Rex is, shall I say, a unique interpretation.
For one thing, no Guinness.
Not much along the lines of Irish food either. No, O'Potato Skins, Kelly Green Spinach Dip, or that kind of thing. I do think there was fish and chips on the menu, but it was more like the Captain Dee's and not what you would find wrapped in newspaper in Dublin. I had the Patty melt--sounds Irish at any rate, as in Saint...
Other interesting features:
- Decorated for Christmas on November 9. Couldn't tell if it was decorated already or decorated still.
- Brightly lit on the inside
- Pool tables
- Overwhelming smell of french fries--reminded me of the fries they used to serve at the Dew Drop Inn, a "private club" my parents belonged to in Mobile
- Smoky
- Clientele that said the parking lot would be filled with pick-ups and harleys. Not a Prius/Audi crowd
And one more thing. Their logo was a leprechaun dropping his pants in a "kiss my ass" pose. They explained that in the menu. It is their way of saying it's an adult bar and they don't want any "snotty-nosed kids" in it.
Well, you put all of that together with a 90-minute set from David and 3-Way Street and what do you get?
MY KIND OF PUB!
3-Way Street plays there every Wednesday. Go there, trust me, it's great.
And oh! That patty melt? I put it right up there with The Grill in Athens, GA.
[photos from Tim Harlan's FB]
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