H. claimed to really like Shay's; T. abhorred it. I couldn't quite understand whether it was supposed to be divey or classy - T. said it was a "shit show", H. said it was a "lovely wine bar." You can imagine my confusion and intrigue.
When my roommate suggested we go there after work today, I leapt at the chance. It turns out, both friends were right: Shay's is a cozy, cluttered, basement-level bar with steps leading up to a small outdoor patio. The night was chilly, so few people were out, making the inside even more cramped. Honestly it was what I felt like one of the bars in Diagon Alley might have felt like -- everything lopsided. For looking like such a dive, though (in such a wonderful way, mind you), there was quite an extensive wine list, and prices weren't cheap. I'll have to explore more thoroughly, soon.
