Highlights Food and Drink
Food and Drink
Nothing quite beats the atmosphere of Dublin’s crowded streets at Christmas. The sing-song of canny street traders. Twinkling lights. A hint of the old Switzer’s magic… Though a dig too many from razor sharp elbows and excess of ‘Anyone for the last of the Elsa dolls?’ can leave your seasonal goodwill in tatters. Our advice? Make like the young European you are and ward off your inner Scrooge with a brief pause here and there for a bit of pudding, cake or something more substantial to set you up merrily for the task in hand…
The Back Page will most likely be referred to as a ‘sports hipster’ bar, but fuck it, there’s actually not that many places that are specifically good for watching sport like this is, rather just there for watching sport.
The Harold House is the kind of place that’d get mentioned as must-see, flawless Guinness serving ‘hidden Dublin’ gem, if it wasn’t so profoundly, unequivocally strange.
Stephen and David Flynn opened The Happy Pear in Wicklow ten years ago and have been championing healthy eating ever since.
Dunville Avenue is tucked away in Ranelagh’s back streets, running across the Luas lines near the Beechwood stop. On the same stretch as Morton’s sits a café and bistro called Peperina.
My family said, ‘You’re going back into retail, you’re mad’ and I’m said, ‘Well, this is a different animal, it’s good stuff’ – Martin Thomas
The dog days are over, the nights are drawing in and the daily grind is getting you down. You’re itching for a break, but can’t afford to wander too far or be away too long. The remnants of your holidays have been carefully squirreled away in anticipation of one last hurrah at the end of the year. Frustrated and bored, those precious days off remain elusively out of sight, tantalizingly obscured by the misty horizons of Halloween and the unrelenting grimness of November.
What better then, than to lift the gloom with a quick overnight skite … Hop in the car, head Northwards and in just over an hour you can be safely ensconced in the medieval town of Carlingford. With its breathtaking views and relaxing vibe twenty-four hours there might just be enough to infuse your senses and sate your weary soul.
Dip is about dancing yourself all into a lather, acting the mickey with your buddies and not being fussed with any of trend-hopping arseholery.
On the first day of Autumn, ely mark their 15th birthday with a journey to the bountiful Burren, magical source of the organic food featured on their menus.
Le Beaujolais Nouveau est arrivé in Dublin!
‘I think I have barbecue fatigue,’ I say, in my best Kardashian sister impression. I mean, really, could there be a more first world problem? Sitting in My Meat Wagon next door to The Lighthouse Cinema in Smithfield’s Market Square, I wonder if Dublin has had enough of pulled pork served with a side of slaw.
Gavin Lynch’s family has been farming around the village of Donard and the Glen of Imaal at the foot of the Wicklow mountains for more than 150 years.
This is Canteen at the Market, run by Soizic Humbert and James Sheridan. They open for lunch Wednesday through to Saturday and welcome evening patrons on Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights for dinner.
Food provenance is now very much in vogue with diners the world-over increasingly keen to establish the precise origin of the food they put in their mouths. Such global trends are replicated and reflected in the Dublin food and drink scene with restaurant menus detailing regional origination and aspects such as how the food they serve was reared, caught and prepared.
Elaine Lavery and Hannah O’Reilly are the friends behind, Improper Butter, taking Elaine’s germ of an idea home from the French Alps and into a real going concern – via the Dragons’ Den.
I love seeing great gardening in the city. It encourages me to make the most out of my little cement-floored backyard, which currently houses some herbs, a potted strawberry plant and a tomato plant that’s supported by butcher’s string. I brought my friend Sorcha, whose dreamy Dublin 7 garden is read more…
Relatively young, but already a staple of city, Paulie’s Pizza was one of the first and best spots for high-end casual dining in the city.
Belabouring the point of one’s own straightforwardness tends to be a self-defeating exercise, and it’s hard not to feel that way in MVP. Better not to say you do a great pint, and just do one.
- @ 12:00 am Jan-1-1970