I am sitting in tommy doyles aithentic irish pub. Only 18 months ago it was the coyote grill. Now as I sit in a room formerly decorated with southestern patterns, inages of the grand canyon, cocopellis, and angular Hopi styled artwork I am instead surrounded by images of dublin, pictures of bottle caps with the guinness logo, and being waited on by a woman who most likely was raised in cork or meath. Gone are the days of the religious salty edged dinner margarita. They are replaced with a thick frothy murphy's stout. Pubs are like churches - the religion takes over on the same spot as the old shrine. While the church and temple focus on using god to bring people together, the pub uses alcohol and chips.