“Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.”
And so it begins. Bloomsday is nigh upon us.
Tonight at Midnight we toast Mr James Joyce, the author of those and so many famed lines of literature. We toast his recreation of Dublin within the pages of “Ulysses.” And we toast the ten year anniversary of Ulysses’ Folk House, our own recreation of Irish hospitality in the heart of Manhattan.
From 12am to 1am tonight we will serve a complimentary Jameson Black Barrel toast (or whatever you like, under $10) to everyone on hand. We will all raise our glasses together.
Bloomsweek culminates tomorrow, Sunday, June 16 — Bloomsday itself. Screaming Orphans!
We are a group of writers who love Irish and Celtic arts. Some of us are performers; musicians; actors; some of us are authors; some of us journalists. Check this out for a list of our writers!
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