Yesterdays Irish Pub And Restaurant Warwick
So, picture this: you're strolling through Warwick, feeling all sophisticated and maybe a little peckish. You've admired the castle, probably dodged a rogue pigeon or two, and now your tummy's rumbling louder than a herd of particularly enthusiastic Irish step dancers. Where do you go? Well, my friends, if you're anything like me (and I hope you are, because that would be weird), your internal compass is about to violently spin towards a place that smells suspiciously like good times and even better Guinness. I'm talking, of course, about Yesterday's Irish Pub and Restaurant.
Now, I'm not saying Yesterday's is the only place to eat in Warwick. But I am saying that if you walk past it without at least a thought about popping in, you're probably a robot. Or someone who's already eaten enough to hibernate through winter. It's that kind of place. It’s got this vibe, you know? Like, if your favourite cozy jumper had a baby with a lively céilí, and that baby decided to open a really welcoming watering hole. It's pure, unadulterated Irish charm, sprinkled with a healthy dose of Warwick history. Which, let's be honest, is a pretty potent combination.
First off, let's talk about the name. Yesterday's. It conjures up images of fond memories, of good company, of maybe a slightly blurry but ultimately brilliant night. And that’s exactly what you get. You walk in, and it’s like stepping back into a time when life was a bit simpler, a bit more about hearty food and the craic. Though, thankfully, they have modern plumbing and Wi-Fi, because I’m not about to relive the dark ages for a pint of Murphy's. Although, a really good pint of Murphy's could make me reconsider my stance on horse-drawn carriages. Just saying.
The atmosphere? Oh, the atmosphere! It’s a glorious symphony of clinking glasses, friendly chatter, and the occasional burst of laughter that’s so infectious, you’ll find yourself grinning like an idiot even if you don't know what’s funny. The décor is exactly what you'd expect, and then some. Think dark wood, comfy booths that practically hug you, maybe a fireplace that’s crackling merrily, and enough shamrocks to make a leprechaun jealous. It’s the kind of place where you can sink into a seat and feel instantly at home, even if your own home looks more like a minimalist Scandinavian showroom. (No judgment, but Yesterday’s definitely wins the ‘cosy’ Olympics).
And the food! Ah, the food. This is where things get serious. We’re talking traditional Irish grub, done so well it’ll make your grandma weep with pride. Or, if your grandma was more of a microwave-meal connoisseur, it’ll make her question all her life choices. Start with the potato skins. These aren’t your sad, floppy supermarket versions. Oh no. These are substantial, crispy delights, generously loaded with cheese and bacon, begging to be dipped in sour cream. It’s a carb-lover’s dream, a starter that’s practically a meal in itself. I once saw a man so overcome with joy after devouring his potato skins, he proposed to the nearest bar stool. It was romantic, in a deeply carb-centric way.
Then there’s the main event. The reason people whisper the name “Yesterday’s” with a reverence usually reserved for ancient prophecies. I’m talking about the Irish Stew. Now, I’ve had Irish Stew in Ireland. I’ve had it in pubs that claim to be run by descendants of Cú Chulainn himself. And I’m going to go out on a limb here and say Yesterday’s version is up there with the best of them. It’s a slow-cooked hug in a bowl. Tender chunks of lamb, succulent vegetables, all swimming in a rich, flavourful broth that tastes like it’s been simmering for a fortnight. You could probably solve world peace with a bowl of this stuff. Or at least make your personal problems feel a lot less pressing.
And let’s not forget the Fish and Chips. Forget soggy batter and sad fish. Yesterday’s does it right. Crispy, golden batter that gives way to flaky, perfectly cooked cod. Served with thick-cut chips that are fluffy on the inside and satisfyingly crisp on the outside. It’s the kind of dish that makes you want to shout “Huzzah!” and maybe wear a captain’s hat for the rest of the evening. It’s proper pub grub, elevated to an art form. I’m pretty sure they have a secret ingredient, possibly unicorn tears or the laughter of happy toddlers. Or maybe just really good chefs. That’s also a possibility.
But it’s not just about the hearty meals. Yesterday’s also knows how to pour a pint. And I’m not just talking about any old pint. I’m talking about a perfectly poured, creamy-topped pint of Guinness. They treat that black magic with the respect it deserves. You watch it being poured, and it’s like a little ceremony. The cascade, the settling, the velvety head. It’s almost spiritual. Almost. Until you take your first sip, and then it’s just pure, unadulterated, liquid happiness. And don’t even get me started on the selection of other beers and whiskies. They’ve got enough spirits to make a seasoned sailor feel like a novice.
Beyond the food and drink, the staff at Yesterday’s are as much a part of the charm as anything else. They’re friendly, efficient, and seem genuinely happy to be there. They’ll chat with you, offer recommendations, and probably tell you a joke or two. They’re the kind of people who make you feel like you’re a regular, even if it’s your first time. It’s like they’ve got a secret handshake that grants you instant membership into the “People Who Appreciate Good Irish Pubs” club. And who wouldn’t want to be a member of that?
So, why Yesterday’s? Because it’s more than just a pub. It’s an experience. It’s a little slice of Ireland dropped right into the heart of Warwick. It’s a place where you can escape the hustle and bustle, warm your soul, and fill your belly with some of the best damn food you’ll find anywhere. It's a place where the laughter flows as freely as the ale, and the good times are always on the menu. It's the kind of place that makes you feel a little bit lighter, a little bit happier, and a whole lot more ready to face whatever “tomorrow” throws at you. Just make sure you don't have to drive a horse and carriage home afterwards.