Le Pub McKibbin's, situé sur la Main, vous séduira par son ambiance festive et conviviale, qui vous donnera l'impression d'être sur l'île d'Emerald, en Irlande. Laissez-vous imprégner par cette atmosphère magique et découvrez les plus beaux coins de l'Irlande, grâce à ce sympathique pub de la rue St-Laurent!
Détails
Nos Spécialités
Les Burgers, Fish & Chips, Leurs fameuses ailes de poulet "Rim Reaper" (reconnues comme les plus piquantes au Canada), Bière en fût et Scotchs.
Le McKibbins Irish Pub est largement reconnu comme une destination classique qui capture une atmosphère irlandaise authentique et accueillante au cœur de Montréal. Les visiteurs soulignent fréquemment la vaste sélection de bières de qualité, notamment la Guinness, ainsi qu'un menu composé de plats traditionnels copieux comme le fish and chips, les burgers et le ragoût irlandais. L'établissement sert de carrefour social prisé par les habitants, les étudiants et les touristes, offrant un cadre dynamique pour la musique live, la diffusion de matchs sportifs et les spectacles d'humour. Bien que l'environnement soit souvent décrit comme vivant et énergique, le service est régulièrement noté pour être amical et attentionné, contribuant à une expérience mémorable pour ceux qui cherchent à se détendre dans un cadre rustique et chaleureux.
Stopped in for a pint of Guinness & a bite to eat. Place was a little slow, must have been the weather as it was raining. Bartender was friendly. The curry shrimp was flavourful but no spice which I was surprised as most Irish pubs have hot curry.
After a disappointing experience elsewhere, my wife & I ended up at McKibbin's on St-Laurent on her birthday, & it completely turned our night around.
We were able to comfortably find seats at the bar right away & were quickly greeted by a very friendly bartender/server. She immediately took our drink order, brought menus, & made us feel welcome.
Our food arrived quickly & was delicious, we both had the bookmaker sandwich with fries & gravy. Service was attentive throughout, with regular check-ins & drink refreshes without ever feeling intrusive.
Overall, it was a relaxed, pleasant experience with great service & good food. Exactly what we were hoping for to end the evening on a positive note.
This is a short story on the tipping culture in Canada, & the extreme entitlement it creates.
Deep in the heart of golden barley fields, a farmer rises at dawn. His hands are rough from years of toil, but he takes pride in his work. He nurtures the crops, battles the elements, & harvests each grain with care. He loads the barley onto a truck, never once thinking to ask for a tip.
At the malting house, workers soak, germinate, & roast the barley, transforming it into the foundation of a great beer. The air is thick with the scent of caramelized grains. They shovel, they sweat, they perfect their craft-no tip jar in sight.
The malt travels to the brewery, where brewers measure it carefully, mixing it with water, hops, & yeast. Steam rises as they brew, tasting & adjusting, ensuring perfection. Fermentation begins, weeks pass, & they watch over the beer like devoted parents. Not one of them asks for extra cash.
Bottlers & keggers work tirelessly, sealing the liquid gold into glass & metal. Truck drivers haul the beer across cities & towns, navigating traffic & deadlines, all without demanding a gratuity.
Finally, the beer arrives at a bar.
A greasy, lazy bartender pulls a tap handle, filling a pint glass in seconds. With minimal effort, they place it on the counter, then look up with expectation, immediately bitching for a tip.
Meanwhile, the farmer, the maltster, the brewer, the packager, & the driver all carry on with their work-never once expecting a tip.
If you don't like your salary, take it up with your management & your government, little guy.
I don't owe you anything, if am feeling generous enough, I might tip, IF your service is exceptional.
Otherwise, stay quiet & do your job like the rest of us!
My bartender poured me the best-looking Guiness pint I've seen this side of the pond… I think her name was Sam - I'll be back for more of the same, to be sure.
