The Craic — Restaurant in Parkville

They have a very nice collection of Irish whiskeys!

I'm talking about a place in Parkville, called "The Craic," it's an Irish pub that's got a fairly nice selection of brews and a very nice selection of whiskeys, gins, vodkas and bourbons. Along with that they've got three whites and three reds when it comes to wines. And even though their food selection is somewhat limited what I saw it looked pretty darn good!

From a standpoint of sandwiches, they've got a grilled cheese they call the Meltie, a Patty on a bun, along with Patty melt, and they also have a Reuben, and that is what I went with tonight. They also offer a Beef Stew and Fish & Chips. I got to see both of those serve tonight and both of them looked outstanding!

The Reuben!

They take a couple of slices of marble Rye, toast them, put a little 1000 island dressing on it, add some house made sauerkraut along with some house made 1000 island lay down some Swiss cheese and top it with wagyu corned beef! This sandwich had all the flavors and the textures that typical Reuben would have. You bite into it you get the crispiness of the toasted bread and then a little bit of the creaminess of the cheese followed by the sweetness of the 1000 island the bite of the sauerkraut, and then the savory deviousness of very tender corned beef. This sandwich is served with a mountain of Craic house cut French fries!

To wash it down I had a nice glass of bE biscuit!

Well Done "The Craic!"

Well...

I ventured into The Craic and found myself face-to-face with a Reuben sandwich so mind-bendingly delicious, it could only have been crafted by cosmic forces. The rye bread was an interdimensional portal, each bite sending me tumbling through time, while the corned beef was an otherworldly slab of meat that had been marinated in the very essence of the universe, tender yet defiant. The sauerkraut wasn’t just cabbage—it was a sour, crunchy rebellion against the mundane, as though each strand held a secret of the universe. And the Swiss cheese? Well, it was like biting into the moon itself, glowing with a zesty energy that practically hummed with dairy-powered wisdom. Then came the Russian dressing, dripping with the kind of mystical sweetness and spice that made me question my existence. With each mouthful, I felt like I was unlocking a new level of reality, as if this sandwich was a portal to a parallel dimension where flavor reigns supreme. The Craic’s Reuben isn’t just food; it’s an experience—an edible existential crisis...

The shepherd's pie contained an insufficient quantity of potatoes. I politely informed the waitress, who apologized and acknowledged the issue. However, the owner exhibited disinterest when I further explained my concerns regarding the food quality and portion size. The serving was significantly under-portioned, with the potatoes virtually dissolving into the accompanying soup upon consumption. The soup's vegetables—carrots, celery, and peas—were inconsistently cooked; the carrots and celery remained excessively firm. I was quite disappointed that no solution or apology was offered, especially considering my calm and professional demeanor. Having worked in restaurants myself, I strive to be empathetic and polite, and I expected the same courtesy in return. I explained that I wasn't angry and didn't want a refund; however, the lack of an apology or any attempt to rectify the situation was frustrating. Consequently, I won't be returning. The kind waitress deserves a better establishment to showcase...