Harrington’s reminds me of my college hangout: dark and dirty with rock bottom drink prices and a 1:42 chair to patron ratio. The crowd can be hit or miss: locals off from their 9-5’s for happy hour midweek to wall-to-wall college students at 1 a.m. on a Saturday night. Best reason to go: I got a grey goose and pineapple for $4. Oh and if you go to their Irish breakfast on Sunday’s, let me know how it is. While I’ve heard good things, I can’t brink myself to eat at an establishment where I watched a girl in a birthday tiara puke in a toilet.