McCarthy's Bar

A British author explores western Ireland—one eponymous pub at a time—in this “unfailingly sharp, good-humored, and offbeat” travelogue (Kirkus Reviews).

Despite the many exotic places Peter McCarthy has visited, he finds that nowhere else can match the particular magic of Ireland, his mother’s homeland. In McCarthy’s Bar, his journey begins in Cork and continues along the west coast to Donegal in the north. Traveling through spectacular landscapes, but at all times obeying the rule, “never pass a bar that has your name on it,” he encounters McCarthy’s bars up and down the land, meeting fascinating people before pleading to be let out at four o’clock in the morning.

Through adventures with English hippies who have colonized a desolate mountain; roots-seeking, buffet-devouring American tourists; priests for whom the word “father” has a loaded meaning; enthusiastic Germans who “here since many years holidays are making;” and his fellow barefoot pilgrims on an island called Purgatory, Peter pursues the secrets of Ireland’s global popularity and his own confused Irish-Anglo identity.

Written by someone who is at once an insider and an outsider, McCarthy’s Bar is a wonderfully funny and affectionate portrait of a rapidly changing country.