A ‘Moral Pub’ Crawl Through James Joyce’s Dublin

by Mike Karnes

The sun casts shadows on the marble bar, its sheen worn dull by 120 years of greasy palms and frothy brew. Denudation through inebriation. A glass tips.  Beer collects in pools on the bar - the snotgreen sea.  Read that somewhere. Can't think about James Joyce without the old stream o' consciousness.

At Davy Byrne's pub in Dublin, Leopold Bloom famously lunches on a cheese sandwich and glass of wine in the groundbreaking novel Ulysses.  The closest thing you can get to a gorgonzola sandwich these days is an appetizer of fried brie wedges with a fancy crosshatched pattern o...