The Irish Speakeasy Gala

The rain in Galway City fell like silver mist, catching the golden glow of antique gas lamps along the cobblestones of Quay Street. Beneath the ancient Spanish Arch, where Spanish galleons had unloaded wine and silk four centuries ago, an unmarked iron gate led downward into the vaulted cellars of an exclusive, underground Irish speakeasy known only to the country's most powerful families. Tonight, the subterranean hall was alive with…