The Auld Dubliner — Restaurant in Basel

The Auld Dubliner is a charming and inviting Irish pub in Klein Basel, with a terrace out front that is perfect for enjoying the sun and the street view. The interior is nicely decorated with wood, green, and Irish memorabilia, creating a cozy and authentic atmosphere. The pub has two floors, with a spacious bar area on the ground floor and a live music venue downstairs, also streamed on the TVs in the bar. The music is mostly on the weekend, featuring local and international bands playing rock, pop, folk, and Irish tunes. The pub also hosts regular events, such as pub quiz, ladies night, and wing night.

The staff are friendly and helpful, but be aware that the pub is pay-by-card-only, no cash accepted. You can order to the table, but it can be easier to order directly at the bar, especially when it is busy. The pub offers a great selection of beers, whiskeys, and cocktails, as well as a tasty menu of Irish and Swiss food. The portions are generous and the prices are fair. The pub also serves breakfast, lunch, and brunch.

I really enjoyed my visit to the Auld Dubliner, and I think it is one of the best pubs in Basel. It is a great place to meet friends, have a drink, and listen to some music. It is also a good spot to watch sports, as they have several screens showing cricket, rugby, football, and hockey. The pub has a lively and friendly vibe, and it makes you feel like you are in Ireland. I would definitely go back and recommend it to anyone looking for a fun and cozy pub...

I travel a lot as part of my job. This has to be the most beautifully designed Pub with impeccable details on keeping it true to the Irish culture I've ever seen. Being Irish myself I don't like when people use the Irish name and culture and then get it wrong. In this case they've got it perfect. I talked to the manager and found out the whole pub was designed by an Irish business that is ran by a father and son. They go to the location and then design everything from the ground up. Build it in Ireland and then take it apart. Ship it to the location (in this case The Auld Dubliner) and the rebuild it. Absolutely astonishing work has been done to make this bar aesthetically appealing in every way. The drinks and food menu are fantastic. Food is quick to your table as it seems they have thought of every process so the customer does not have to wait. Most staff seem to be Irish which is a rare thing in Irish bars these days. This is due to the fact businessman just open an Irish Pub to use the culture to make money. In this case it is pure Irish. Right down to the drawings on the walls of famous photos from Irish culture. The bathrooms and whole bar seems to be kept spotless with constant cleaning when customers have finished their food or drinks. Just watching the staff and the way the place is run is a joy to the Irish ways as hard working folk. I will definitely recommend The Auld Dubliner to anyone who actually wants to experience a...

“Hello. Do you have any stouts other than Guinness?” “No.” “Then, one Guinness, please.” “Where are you from?” “X. Why?” “Nothing, I just noticed your accent.”

They served me the beer, and I paid. My friend ordered as well and got their beer. We went outside. It had been raining lightly, but the weather was actually quite lovely, and there were quite a few people enjoying beers outdoors. We headed to a free table. I pulled out a chair to sit down—it was still a bit wet. I left my beer on the table and went back to the bar.

“Sorry, may I have a few napkins, please? To dry the seat.”

“The seat is wet?”

“Yes, slightly.”

“Which chair did you take?”

“...I don’t know, one at a table outside.”

“Was the table closed?”

“Umm…”

“Was there a plastic lock on the table you took?”

“Mm... yes, but it wasn’t locked or anything.”

“Didn’t you think there might be a reason for that!? You should have told me. Then I—not you—would have opened the table.”

“Sorry... it wasn’t really locked or anything. I just pulled out a chair.”

“You can’t just do whatever you want here. That’s not how things work in Switzerland!”

“I’m sorry.”

I took the napkins, went back outside, and dried the seat. Now it’s the next morning, and I keep wondering whether that conversation would’ve gone differently: – if I were a local – if I had been accompanied by a man – if I were a man

Later, the waitress from the bar came over to our table and asked if we needed anything....