So, this might change your opinion of me for life but sod it, I'm saying it anyway - I frickin' love this place!
My bias is that I have only ever been here on Christmas Eve(s), always with a big group of friends and plenty of wine beforehand. A few years ago I had to be dragged kicking and screaming to O'Neills on Christmas Eve - not now! Now I'm the first in, rocking up to the bar and getting a round in. I always have fun, it's like a school reunion in there for me, for a start, and now that I live so far away it's great to come home and see old faces.
So, what else should I say. Well, they often have live music on and I can vaguely remember dancing on occasion so it must be decent (either that or the wine has taken its toll). It's hot and sweaty, you'll likely be chatted up by a few people you don't want to be chatted up by and have to maneuver yourself away pronto. The queue for the bar looks big but I find it never takes long to get served. All in all this O'Neills is my favourite place for a Christmas Eve shin-dig.
Festive fun guaranteed, and if you're anything like me it's followed by missing the last night bus, having to locate a taxi, chatting to a (very old) taxi driver about what the area looked like in the Second World War, getting home to your parents house, quietly making tea and toast then being woken up at 6am on Christmas Day by your dad who's come down to find you on the sofa with cold tea and toast in front of you.
Ahh, it's good to go home for Christmas! read more