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Showing posts with label reviews. Show all posts

Tuesday

Bar none...


A good few years ago now, Cafe Bar Deli was everyones new best friend.  I overdid it, got burned out and abandoned it in favour of the Dundrum Town Centre restaurants, easy to get to, parking, and just as nice.  Fathers Day denoted a dinner out, but with the funds short, there was no fancy dining to be done. And with my week spent running around Dundrum preparing for our holidays, the last place I wanted to go for the evening was there.  

So it was off to Ranelagh and Cafe Bar Deli.We arrived to a full restaurant and a couple of people being seated so the manager was busy, and then he committed the cardinal sin, he acted like a tutting parent when we answered in the negative to his "have you reserved?"... Oh COME ON!  Its one of my top pet hates this snooty "oh you walked in off the street and expect us to feed you" attitude.  

Yes that is what I expect to happen in a EATERIE.  Especially one with the word Cafe in the title.  Especially one described in a guidebook as "the starbucks of pizza and pasta"!! Then when we were being seated, I pointed to a booth and asked if we could have it, instead of the table so close to the chef I could have played chinese whispers with him.  "Sorry madame" I got back, " That table is reserved", I couldn't have been bothered arguing, no restaurant I know takes reservations for particular tables as habit...

Anyhoo the food was alright, nothing surprised or impressed me.  Not that I expected it to.  I did notice though that the portions have gotten smaller, the family bowl (slightly burned pasta with aubergine) we got gave us four a small plate each and no seconds, and the pizza was enough for a child not a man.  
They never have, and never will I would say, give you enough bread with their starter of dips and should you ask for more you will be charged for it.  
The wine (Pinot Grigio Rose) was alright.  The desserts were below par.  
Even after all that I do like Cafe Bar Deli, it holds good memories for me, but I have to say I don't know if I'll rush back, the food is alright, nothing you couldn't rustle up in five minutes yourself and the standard seems to be declining which doesn't help.  Cafe Bar Deli is what it is, a grand spot to get fed, or slightly underfed if going for a family bowl!  But the bill was €94 and when you think what you can get in the "oh my god I'm licking my plate" L'Officina in Dundrum for that...?

I'm due a dinner out sans enfants soon, so I'll let you know...!

Sunday

Turkish Delight!

Once in a while I awake to a curious grumbling in my tummy that lasts all day, breakfast has no effect, nor lunch... I need something... Usually by mid day I know what it is that I want.  
Today was one of those days...In which I must ring Bill.  One word and its settled.  

Zaytoon...

We drive into town, get two of their Doner Kebabs and eat them in the car.  Its a thirty minute max operation. 

This small eaterie at the top of Georges street has been serving kebabs to Dubliners for many years, but it was by chance myself and Bill discovered it while looking for another take away shop we thought was in that area.  Since then, there have been other fleeting affairs to other "kebab" shops but none have come close to the sheer satisfaction of a rendevous with Zaytoon.  
Even the mere mention of the word in my presence reduces me to close to a salivating mess... 
Its like a drug.  Once its in my head I cannot function without.

Zaytoon....

Thursday

Lets go Gastro!

I know I've written about Gastropub but I want to say to you all again, what a gem! It really is a little secret and that is down to the name. It lets the place down. The word "Gastropub" evokes for me images of fat football supporters wolfing down pie and chips in between slugs of local beer, it certainly doesn't tempt the more discerning customer or an Irish family out for dinner. I don't think I'm alone, since when I have mentioned it to anyone I always get the same response "Oh yeh, the old port view, nah I haven't tried it...".

Its probably a remnant disgust from the old port view days, it was a grotty little hotel where you only went if you fancied half cold lasagne served with the chefs fingernail or 'whose hair is this' soup. So the Gastropub has inherited that mass swerve of passing public heading for the Metals where the nice new restaurants are!

Anyway myself and himself ran in there one night after getting irritated by a snotty maitre d' in a local restaurant and I had one of the nicest salads of my life, it was with squid and was so good I asked for the chef, something I have never done before or since! We've become regulars and it never fails, the menu is updated often, the food is modern and different and always always leaves you nicely full but wishing there was just one more spoon! They do a fantastic Sunday lunch offer, with a roast chicken and veg for 4 adults for 35 euro. Where would you find it?

Tonight we went for the Early Bird menu, 3 courses for only twenty quid! I had pate, followed by Lambs liver. The pate was lovely, although the tomato bread served with it was long toasted, cold and practically inedible. The lambs liver, served with black pudding, was divine. Bill and Mary had burgers, I tasted both and they were superb.

As with our last visit, it was the dessert that once again had me wishing for another spoon - we had sticky toffee pudding and it was unbelievably good. A perfect portion, just enough sauce and icecream along side. All of us were licking our lips and talking about the next visit - hoping they'd still have that on the menu.

The staff as always were friendly, if not a little run off their feet and forgetful, but welcoming and apologetic when they had to be asked twice.

Overall Gastropub is one of the best family restaurants in Dublin, if not the best.

Wednesday

Love love Linguine!

I'd forgotten about it, from buying mostly fresh pasta and then my dry pasta from Lidl, I'd kind of forgotten about how much I love linguine... its just the right thickness in the teeth and coats itself in sauce wonderfully!

We went for lunch in Gastropub in Dun Laoghaire as a treat at the weekend, we had nothing in the fridge and were just about to go and spend probably 30 euro in the supermarket (never shop with hungry eyes) so instead we went and spent 41 euro on a nice meal there!

Gastropub is a gem of a family restaurant, very friendly and extremely reasonable. The food is great too! The fish and chips there is superb in our estimation and we claim to have eaten the best fish and chips in the world in Llanfair P.G. last summer so we know what we're talking about!

The pub is made up of reclaimed furniture and floors, so the tables and chairs are all family sized and comfortable, taken from sales of estates around Dublin. The bar came from a girls school laborotry and you can see where compasses scratched proclamations of thought many years ago!

Bill of course went for the Fish and Chips served with mushy peas, Mary had a smoked salmon bagel and salad, Joe had sausage and chips and I happily ordered the linguine. Mary ordered a poached pear which was so sweet and tasty I ended up finishing it off! Her young pallet was overwhelmed by the spices and wine!

My linguine was so good that I was hankering after it for days, just one more spoon would do! I needed more...

So there was only one thing for it... Make it myself.

And so...

Butternut Squash and Goats Cheese Linguine

You'll need

  • 500gms (dry, 350gms fresh) Linguine
  • 1 Butternut Squash
  • 250gms Goats Cheese (I favour 'Couer de Lion - Chavroux' for cooking with)
  • 100mls double cream
  • Handful chives
  • Olive oil
  • Salt and Pepper
method

I roast, but you can boil, the squash until soft and set aside. Put your pasta onto boil, use the water off the squash if you boiled it. Then in your processor whizz 3/4 of the squash until smooth, add 3/4 of the goats cheese, the cream and salt and pepper and whizz again.

When the pasta is ready pour in the sauce and stir through. Serve with some squash pieces topped with a spoon of cheese and chopped chives!

Its so tasty!


Thursday

Seagreen blues

I'd heard about it, in fact it seemed everyone I met was talking about it...
Seagreen, seagreen, seagreen...

"The fabulous Luxury lifestyle emporium Seagreen brings a unique shopping experience to Dublin focusing on a comfortable and relaxed atmosphere with a distinctive range of inspired products"... thats how they describe themselves online, and then I saw tv3s Xpose where they visited the shop and spoke about the amazing goods for sale and the relaxing atmosphere of their stunning cafe. I was sure this was finally a place to rival Avoca and I was looking forward to checking out the competition!

So when dear C suggested we ditch Avoca for Seagreen for our usual "coffee and browse" session I jumped at the chance. I was so excited... I imagined a place full of calm and beauty, with seascape walls and inspired displays, I expected to be romanced, courted and deflowered of my senses, I wanted Seagrass to taunt me, haunt me... touch taste smell... I wanted it all...

I didn't get it...
I was so disappointed I could have lain on the floor and wailed. The huge wave of excitement decreased as we walked through the door and became nothing but a puppy licking at my toes, and then turning away and going asleep... First there was no inspirational displays, just things for sale on top of other things for sale. A poor mans Avoca handweavers at twice the price, frankly Dunnes Stores dress their homewares better than this. Nothing called, nothing waved, nothing shouted at me "You NEED me!" There was an overall air of 'nothingness' about this place.

As we continued and went to have our coffee I began to notice other huge faults, in my book - local artists work for sale on the walls of the cafe (I hate that because its nearly always rubbish), the floors were dirty and needed a sweep, in the courtyard where we sat for our coffee the tables were dirty and the ground was mucky. We ordered two breakfast dishes, I got the scrambled eggs and dear C got the fruit with yoghurt. Both came on plates and did not kill us. That is the most I can say. For the price, I would have expected a bit of embellishment, not even a sprig of parsley on my eggs and C's yoghurt had (I saw it being done as I paid) been poured straight from a carton into the bowl so it was just plop with fruit, which I thought was a bit sloppy. Compared with what you could get in Avoca for the price (see here), it was very disappointing. The taste was good, in that it wasn't bad, but C did say the fruit was excellent and the honey delicious. The price did not rival the competition and my goodness they aren't in the race when it comes to the food. As a lst ditch attempt at getting what I'd come for I ordered a slice of fruit and yoghurt cake, which I instantly renamed as "what fruit and bland cake". While I was waiting to pay, wondering where to put my purse down on a counter covered in spilt milk, I noticed the kitchen staff preparing a breakfast for another customer. The bagel was hurredly sliced, unevenly, and thrown into a toaster. Smoked salmon was plopped onto a plate and a thin lemon slice was thrown on. Then the slightly burned bagel was added and the waitress took it away. I got the impression that all of the goods had been bought in, nothing made on site, and that the staff had little enthusiasm for presentation.

Don't get me wrong, all of these things are absolutely acceptable in regular little cafes and coffee shops, however, given the selling point of Seagreen seems to be that it is an oasis, a haven, a sanctuary, it needs to raise the bar. The clothes and items in Seagreen are high end, expensive (think 1 dress €549) and aimed at the yummy mummy crowd, and yet it lacked thought, inspiration and care. Some of the items were absolute gems, yet lost in insipid display and bad design. A little dote of a childs desk stood alone facing the wall on the way out, missed if not looked for, only seen by chance by dear C who stopped to fix her buggy on the way out. Someone with a bit of imagination would have dressed that desk, with childrens shoes and pretty pencils, all placed on a stand - the top of the desk at eye level.

Seagreen? The only thing I liked about this place is the name...

Tuesday

Oh i love Avoca...

There is a recently new cafe in Avoca Handweavers called The Fernhouse... Myself and dear C have been too many times to count, always going for the same thing - the mushrooms on toast which are delectable! Its such a lovely environment, so peaceful even when full to the brim... the decor is really different, hotchpotch of different tables and chairs, huge chandeliers hung with cutlery and ribbons, big wooden windows with views of the wood, lovely touches here and there...
So this morning myself and Ingrid (recently in receipt of a new baby girl) headed off with our "under the armers" for some coffee and a bite, and the obligatory browse which usually ends with an "i never knew i needed it but i do" purchase!It was a fine morning, after a nights raining, so the ferns and trees were wide awake and glistening and sitting by the huge windows was therapy indeed.
The two babies slept for most of it, although Joe did stay awake long enough to pick the raisins out of a scone, and we had a great catch up session! And after a browse in through the wares and sections we headed back again for another coffee and a slice of their sumptuous cheescake!
The food as always was beautifully presented, grandmother helpings, and very tasty! The service is laid back (sometimes slow but who cares) and friendly and the surroundings are unmatched... just the perfect way to spend a leisurely morning!

Monday

Poor Show at La Paloma

We went for dinner last night - it was a last minute thing as due to one thing and another (lost shoe and bad hair day) we missed our dinner reservations on saturday. So instead we took the kids to our fav family restaurant La Paloma which is in Temple bar.


We had one of our first dates there and it has become an old favorite, a comforter, a home from home. So in we went, in the lashing rain, and grabbed one of the little booths set into the wall at the back of the restaurant.

We were surprised to see how empty it was and mentioned it to the manager, it has been almost 9 months since we were last there and we noticed they'd changed some things - the chatty spanish waitresses were absent, the booths along the window had been replaced with rather plain tables and the usual spanish shouts from the kitchen were no longer, peering in I spotted two rather lost looking asian guys...

We ordered the usual table of tapas that we recommend to everyone and it arrived - covering the table with colour. I realised swiftly it was not just the decor that had changed.

First noted absent was the smells and aromas, then slowly I noted one difference and another. The bread had changed - I would say it was bought in par baked, rustic loaves were now pale french baguette. The chorizo salad (listed and usually with chorizo and butter beans) was limp iceberg lettuce, (yack) chorizo, chalky tinned chickpeas and not a butter bean in sight. The calamari (which I have recommended to many) were rubbery and tasteless... I felt like I had lost an old friend.

We spoke with the manager as we paid our bill and he told us he didn't think they'd last much longer... I have to agree, the interior is gorgeous, the restaurant very welcoming and the location handy for all but the standard of food has slipped big time. It seemed like they were just going through the paces, their location becoming more and more a drinking and dancing arena more than a place to hunt out a good restaurant. Temple bar used to be where you'd find gems no matter what you were looking for, food, clothes, music - it was where you'd go for the 'alternative'... now its rife with stag and hen parties and tourists looking for a pint of the black stuff in some sham Irish pub.

La Paloma has suffered because of it, and seems to have already left the building...I used to dream of the food and talk highly of the restaurant to my friends - now I am hoping none of them take the recommendation...

Don't get me wrong, we enjoyed the outing and we were fed but it left us with a bad taste in our mouths and a sadness in our hearts...