Would you like an order of flies with that Reuben?

Cregeen’s, the faux Irish pub at the north end of the downtown entertainment district, has one of the best Reuben sandwiches in town.

That is, if you don’t mind a few flies with your food.

I started out at the table nearest the window, but got tired of shooing away 3-4 flies. Asked for a fly swatter, the waitress returned empty-handed.

“We don’t have one. Would you like to move to another table? They seem to like the light from the window.”

But they also seem to like food at the table farthest from the window.

I managed to shield my Reuben from them long enough to wolf the sandwich down, but gave up on the potato salad after one broke through my defensive screen and settled on the plate (see photo above).

The waitress didn’t seem interested enough in the fly problem to send the manager over or offer to reduce the bill – things that should have happened without prompting from the customer.

So I’m done with Cregeen’s, at least until winter when the flies are all dead.