Entry #1, Barrington’s Irish Bar And Grill, Oak harbor

Location: 670 SE Pioneer Way, Oak Harbor, WA 98277

Fare: Irish food, beer, corn beef, bangers, and the like

Correspondent: Jaycob Parnell Ferguson
basic self identification: Big Dumb Ginger (temporary pending inputs)

I don’t want to decive you my dear, darling delightful readers, this isn’t the first eatery I have sampled of, supped on or subsumed my self in on my contuing culinary crusade, but I felt is was best to get the this out of the way and have my intentions out in the open early, to avoid further events of “The Troubles”. In the past I have a habit of being banded from all site of Gaelic gastronomic expression I dent the doorstep of, usually some utter nonsense about being a walking potato famine, or taking more from the plates of Irishmen than Cromwell could ever dream of.

This is of coarse slander, though I do have to admit I do have a bit of a tinkers hand when it comes to my dinner dates plates, but I can hardly be held accountable for all of these Digestive diasporations, if the Ka Mon Irish Pub (Pl. Katechaki 13, Chania) did not intend to serve the cat it should not have arrived at the table with the horderves, they should think of that and avoid getting the authorities involved in any cases involving the replacement cat. But truly these conflicts are behind me I propose a reunification of my self and the cuisine of Erins Ile.

I was originally invited here by the above picture Jaycob Ferguson, some kind of ghostly pale Scottish giant, with the promise of finest burgers in the county, an unverified claim, slightly complicated by the burger in question being made of lamb at the time and my choice to have the corned beef and cabbage, as I am a dark reflection of my starving peasant ancestors I can hardly say no to the simple foods of my peoples past and consume them in quantities their simple minds and shriveled stomachs could not comprehend or contain, I do this for them, as they never could. I believe this ceremonial sacrifice would please them, but if it is not, that’s no love off my handles as the beef is exceptional, tender and juicy in all the right ways, and though all corned beef is beautiful, all cabbage is not, but this collection of leaves has been thoroughly drowned in the oils and stews of it plated partner to remove all but the memory of its status a healthy leafy green.

Barrington’s atmosphere is relatively standard, dark wood and relaxed setting found in an Irish establishment, the staff is friendly and the prices reasonable(saying that is cliché rot but it has to be included to avoid insult by omission), and though this is only here say, I have been told its a fine place for company after the sun goes down in a town with few night life options.