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The Full Shilling feels like just about the closest thing New York City has to a real Irish pub. It’s nearly as snug as a bunker: dim, cheery, with extraordinarily friendly bartenders, and the speakers play tunes your dad knows all the words to. The interior is wood, glass, and bronze, and quite homey. The intimate little bar opens up in back to a seated area that serves the ubiquitous pub fare—burgers, sandwiches, bangers and mash, fish and chips, etc. There’s a decent amount of beer on tap, and two flatscreens glow above the bar. Seeing as it’s smack-dab in the middle of the financial district, expect lots of suits. — Ben Lebeaux