Here’s the scenario:
You’ve planned an evening out in Galway City with your group of friends, a bunch of complete polar opposites... but somehow, you all get along.
There's the complete and utter sports nut... no matter what sport it is, as long as it has a ball, he’s into it.
You’ve got the die-hard foodie, who despite her small frame has a seemingly un-satisfiable appetite.
Then there’s the cool-chilled one. Nothing fazes him, he always seems to be in his element, no matter where he is.
The drinks connoisseur, they know absolutely anything and everything one could possibly know about fine and imported drinks.
And finally, there’s you... and well, you just love to dance...
So the question begs... Where can you go to satisfy everyone’s night-out needs?
There’s only one option really... An Púcán!
The place where polar opposites can come together.
And here’s a rough idea of how their night unfolded:
The sport’s nut becomes engrossed in a match and subsequently makes new best friend’s with a fellow supporter of his club. They then proceed to have a two-hour discussion on why their team needs a new manager.
The die hard foodie sits herself down in one the cosy booths, and enjoys an exquisite meal from An Púcán’s menu.
She is then heard raving about her meal choice at various stages throughout the evening with a big grin on her face.
The chilled one disappears into the beer garden almost instantly upon arrival.
He is finally relocated by the others 10-minutes before they were planning to leave, his movements shrouded in mystery.
To the connoisseur, and they found themselves completely engrossed by An Púcán’s 150-Whiskey selections from all across the globe. Not to mention the locally brewed craft beer, and boutique wines... Unfortunatly there wasn’t time to try the lot. But they’ll be back!
Then there’s you. And you were undoubtedly the best performer on the dance floor – in your own humble opinion...
Although you do have to give SOME credit to the legendary DJ who spun those seriously epic Saturday night tunes all night.
‘’Best night all year.’’ The phrase heard repeatedly on the taxi-journey home.
And it was... because well, it’s An Púcán.
