A rustic rock bar filled with memorabilia paid for by you.

Music played so it can be heard over the people shouting to hear each over the loud music.

Televisions constantly running and cunningly placed in every corner so that conversation is the element of those in possession of only the most iron concentration.

Poor Guinness – if you must order it, make sure it’s from the front bar – which has the appropriate pub superstition of having the better pint.

It suffers from a good location so it will get a constant stream of people.

The bar is rumoured to be fairly famous amongst the visiting Spanish, Italian and Basque crowds so expect a great of variety in clientele.

Also a favourite haunt of the Tattoo and Body modification crowd in Dublin should you be one of those people with a need to go where they go.

Quiet mid-week in these the days of the recession, attend the wallet emptying on Friday and Saturday to experience the Foggy Crush of yore.

Like most trendy hipster pubs in Dublin – The Foggy Dew has Reggae most Sundays. Which is rather like watching the tide – as it will fill up, then empty out as soon as the Reggae is finished.

Quite expensive – as in when you mention it to other Dubliners as a change of scenery they may well spit on the ground and say “That place is a bleedin’ rip off” they may then contend to you that it is perhaps filled with people you may relate to as imbeciles.

Seats are at a premium also, attaining a gold dust status that even getting one is cause for phoning your friends so you can relate the story around the fire.

Another fine feature of this bar is the toilets filled with all the appropriate security features…

Since the smoking ban, on a good day, their odours will climb the stairs to linger around the pub. And walking down the stairs through that stench is rather like trying to swim through curtains. Attending the mens toilet is a bit like tripping and falling face first into the crotch of a tramp.

The Foggy Dew hosts a glut of middle aged scene rockers and punks who still barfly their old dingy pub even though it has been renovated into a modern memorabilia filled rock bar. They swing about each other in small concentric circles and it has been said that the place can be slightly off putting to new comers not familiar with the often stand off-ish cliques.

This however will not apply to you if you have tits and are between the ages of 16-50.

You can do better and frankly, you and your liver deserve it.