There’s something of the wolf in sheep’s clothing about J J Murphy’s… a Heineken bar passing itself off as an Irish pub. The décor is formulaic, but who cares? This isn’t somewhere one comes for the ocular appeal. This is a place to linger over a cold one and be engaged by the outlook – the foot traffic on Cuba St is more entertaining than what’s on the telly and with plenty of outdoor seating, J J Murphy’s is the perfect vantage point. Keep your Heineken, another glass of the black stuff please!