Friday, March 7, 2008

Cake Cafe

D and I went to the Cake Cafe again. I have to say after my initial grievances with the place, either I have softened or they have upped their game. Either way, I steered clear of the lemon slab. The waiter was trying to push it on me again.

"We have the lemon slice!" he gushes. "Oh it's our most popular"
Me: "Oh yeah I know, I've actually had it before"

To my own shock I said the above with a slight grimace, hoping the waiter didn't notice. Internally thinking: "Lemon slice, again?!Oh no. I want cake!"

So I forego the lemon icing of a cake and went for their closest resemblance to a sponge cake: The Victorian. It tasted good but unfortunately was a bit stale. So I asked for whipped cream with it to mask the hardness. Not bad. Loved the cute little...bee? gnat? insect-icing-thingy on top of the cake. Persuaded D to eat the poor critter's behind, and if not, the thorax. D was having none of it, though.

Ordered the hot choc to drink. Which for a whopping €3.10 came in the smallest of cups. One sip, lots of foam and it was gone.

Price you pay for cuteness I guess.

Sunday, September 2, 2007


Taste of India

Coming from that part of the world where Indian chilli, spices and what not are raging in your blood from birth, I have to say finding an 'authentic' Indian in Ireland has proven to be difficult. Having said that I haven't tried that many.

Went to Maloti's for Niall's welcome home dinner and for all it's superflous embellishments and haute cuisine flourishes, it lacked authenticity. Seemed like they just boil the chicken, dunk it in a mild curry and viola! Not so Viola though.

L, C and I did however go to Taste of India, which fared better and was cheaper and recently when I was working on Baggot St I found a gem: Tulsi right next door to where I worked. 3 Course Lunch men for €10-€12 was a bargain and the closest thing I've found to real indian food. The restaurant is run by Bangladeshis though. Go figure

Sunday, August 12, 2007

Cafe Bar Deli

JL, D, C and me were at Cafe Bar Deli, Grafton St, last week to grab a quick meal. Their menu isn't bad but a tad bit pricey for what it is. JL and C got pizzas which tasted great but were a bit too bland and homely-looking for my liking. Referring to the four, sad-looking basil leaves atop his pizza C remarked "The leaves flew in", which is exactly what it looked like. D loved his Caesar Salad but it was too small and my Feta cheese, broccoli, and chickpea salad was OK but bland. But salads are supposed to be bland right? Cos I've had their Spaghetti with ricotta before and it rocked. Maybe I was just in a foul mood. Since everyone was still hungry and I have a perennial sweet tooth we got the Brownies and the Nut Sundae with fudge sauce. Two of the three different ice-cream flavours on it were good (Caramel and Vanilla, not a fan of choc icecream) but the crumbly biscuit base really ruined it. Plus the glass started to leak halfway through and the spoon is just too long to hold right. OK so I'm just blaming the poor dessert for my slobiness. Really Cafe Bar Deli isn't all that bad, I'll stick to my favourite Spaghetti with ricotta next time though.

The Annual Coffee Awards

Best Flavoured Coffee: Starbucks Caramel Macchiatto
Best Latte: Il Caffe di Napoli
Best Soya Milk Latte: Tie between Cafe Java and West Coast Coffee
Best Chai Latte: Insomnia
Best Cappuccino: Cafe Ole

I Love Nandos!

I love Nandos. If there was one in Ireland, you'd always find me there, tucking into the spiciest, yummiest, crispiest chicken ever. I never saw the fascination, there's one hugely popular in Karachi too and dad brought us to the one in Manchester and I was like why not just get an Indian instead? But Nando's chicken rocks. It tastes different to Indian grilled/roasted chicken dishes, like Chicken Tandoori. It is much spicier and hotter as it's prepared a totally different way using Peri-Peri, the Portuguese (African) chili pepper also known as the African bird's eye.Nando's use it in all its sauces and marinades for their roast chicken dishes.

As far as I'm concerned nothing is hot enough if it doesn't leave your eyes misty and the tip of your tongue tingling minutes later after the food has passed your palate, and Nando's Extra-Hot chicken checks all the right boxes. But for the chili-sensitive among you their meals range from the Extra Hot variety to the completely mild Lemon and Herb. But I guess I am not surprised why it's so popular with the Pak and Indian diaspora.

Most of all their peri-peri sauces are to die for: Extra Hot, Garlic, and Wild Herb. If the bottles weren't so huge, I'd have slid one under my sweater. (Er, just joking, you can buy their sauces from their restaurants too)

Now when are they opening one in Dublin? Can Irish taste-buds handle the fire?

Malaysian Chicken

Never had much hankering for Malaysian food, especially since I'd been to Kuala Lumpur years ago and avoided all sorts of cloying and aromatic Malay meals. Hot, sticky weather and rich, fragrant foods, do not a good stomach make. But I was in Ranelagh and starving and was getting sick of burritos so dropped into this little eatery called Nectar. Really cool interior with mirrors and plush white booths, with young hot mums and young hot urbanites as their clientele. Slightly pricey for lunch, but then hey you're in Ranelagh right? Best of all was their exotic menu which is a great change for lunch. Apart from the usual wraps and sandwiches, they do a curious mix of Mexican, Asian and European food. From Piri Piri Chicken pasta, to Vegetarian Chilli to the Malaysian Chicken and Jasmine rice that I got. The portion was just right, the chicken tender, the sauce/curry sweet enough and the rice was the best part. Not bad at €9, presented and garnished beautifully and bolstered with some really attentive service. I went post 2pm but I'm guessing it gets busy between 12 and 2. They also do juices and smoothies. Worth checking out if you're in the neighbourhood.

Saturday, August 4, 2007

The Noodle Story

Ok so I'm never going to Yamamori again. The reason we chose Yamamori was to have a goodbye dinner for S who was heading off for a year to Japan to work, so we thought why not, fits the occasion perfectly. However S couldn't make it and it was just the six of us and chopsticks. I was in the mood for some udon noodle soup, but I couldn't have any because not only does the Yamamori menu suffer from a dearth of vegetarian options, but let's say you decide to settle for chicken, a lot of their dishes (esp the soups) are all pork-based!

So there I was, stuck with not much. I could have gone for the veggie box that R got, but I can't stand Tofu (rubbery texture, tastes of nothing) and I was not in the mood for over-priced salmon. I wanted noodles, in some shape or form, so I decided to get the same as last time: stir- fried egg noodles with chicken. Not bad but nothing special. LR got a steak with stir-fried vegetables and MM and MR got the ginger chicken and K got the Udon noodle soup. No-one else complained so I'm gonna hazard a guess and consider myself picky.

Didn't have room for dessert but who can resist a brownie? Unfortunately it was dry and crumbly, very unlike a brownie. Nice whipped cream though. Great location, cool atmosphere and food isn't bad but if you're as picky as me, look elsewhere, as everything contains either seafood (can't do prawns) or some pork based ingredient or tofu (if going for the vegetarian option)

Sunday, July 15, 2007

Burrito Mania

A Burrito is the yummiest Mexican food ever. A meal in itself, it comes in a soft flour tortilla and all varieties of fillings but what distinguishes it from a regular wrap is Mexican staples like refried beans, yellow rice and cheese, and maybe topped with salsa, guacamole and sour cream.

The best ones in Ireland that I've come across so far are Acapulco and Taco Taco (Skip Cactus Jacks please). I recently tried one at this newish Mexican 'fast food' or casual dining place called Burritos n'Blues in Ranelagh. It's really hard to say which Vegetarian burrito is better, Taco Taco's or Burritos n Blues'. but the major diff is that BnB's veggie burrito has grilled vegetables in it (Flame grilled courgette, aubergine, sweet red onion, chillis, red and yellow peppers) and they come swathed in a scrumptious dollop of Mahamarlo's secret Garlic sauce. (I want that recipe!) while Taco Taco used pure raw vegetables.

There's plenty of choice in BnB for the non-vegetarians with unique burritos like the Barbeque burrito, Irish pub Burrito and the Silver Bullet. They also do Quesdillas, Flautas, Nachos and Tacos. Originally Mexican (it's run by a Californian woman with Mexican staff), they make their food fresh and ready to order and all for good value. They also do a 16 oz one called Burrito Grande! Try that and let me know. My only quip is that it's all the way out in Ranelagh and there should be a branch in town.

It's California taste at it's best. Now where to find some good Churro huh?


Smoothies are awesome. End of story. (Healthier alternative to addictive coffee, perfect cool-down for the tropical/humid weather we've been having, and so delish) But have you noticed that in this rip-off republic which relies heavily on non-competitive business practices, everything big or small, crap or good is priced the same? Regardless of the quality of the product? It's because they know that people have no other choice. No matter what, in the end you have to buy one of the only two varieties of everything that is available here. So even though Zumo has cornered a huge market for smoothies in most parts of Dublin (only cos they were there first), Spar have opened up their very own smoothie and juice bar called Treehouse. Now to prove my point their smoothies (just like smoothies in Zumo, Starbucks, Jump Juice Bar, etc etc) all cost €3.95. Not a cent here and there- hey Nude cafe even charges an extra 15 cent for their range (cos they're so freakin' special don't you know, although must say their Hawaiian Lust is a must).

Now which is better is largely up to personal taste buds, but I find Zumo a bit too smug for their own good. Plus most of their smoothies have a tangy/sour kick which isn't bad but I crave something more. Something sweeter. So I decided to give Treehouse a try and you know what, it's pretty good. If you're tried and bored of Zumo, you'll find Treehouse Juice and Smoothie bar a welcome change. Their smoothies are sweeter and their fruit and juice combination is a bit more inventive. Kiwiana maybe with Kiwi, banana and apple juice. Pinky, which is papaya, melon and orange juice or Juicy Goosey made of gooseberries, and apple juice. All come with frozen yoghurt and they also do a range of juices. The secret to their smoothies is simplicity. Two major fruits and one fruit juice, and viĆ³la!

But the best of all is that Treehouse are now doing specials which means you can get their weekly flavour for only €3! Not only that but you get a loyalty card which you can get stamped every time you buy a (non-special) smoothie and when you are four stamps-full, you get one absolutely free! This automatically makes them way cheaper than Zumo.

I, however, did have one unfortunate experience with a certain Treehouse smoothie, which I'll put down to the certain branch that was serving it, ahem. I won't say where. Let's just say all is forgiven.

Friday, July 6, 2007

July 4th Celebrations

So it being 4th of July n all, the girls decided to have some American food to celebrate! We had intended to go to Captain America's but it was all booked out when we arrived, so instead we decided on TGIF's on St Stephen's Green.

I was craving a hamburger and milkshake, so I decided to try their vegetarian burger. I made the right choice. There was actually a burger between the bread (unlike Bobo's) : mushrooms, carrots, corn, pulse, chilli, rice, potato and coriander in a golden crumb and best of all topped with a really tangy guacamole and Mozzarella cheese, served with salsa. Absolutely yummy with fries and my banana shake. (Not the same as the shakes in Captain America's though which are twice the size and they do a butterscotch flavour, which is like milkshake-heaven, so they get my vote)

M got a regular cheeseburger and MR got a BBQ
cheeseburger with same trimmings and BBQ sauce while Pen decided to be the odd-one-out and went for a steak.

(MR and M wearing black, obviously I was the only one who didn't get the memo)

The food was great but the service was not so good. We had to catch a movie at 8, and we practically gobbled the food down when it finally came because they took practically an hour to serve us.

Although I'm pretty sure most places like these take this same amount of time to prepare and serve (same deal with Pizza Hut and Cap'n Americas) so I guess it wasn't really their fault, we were just in a rush.

I had heard awful reviews about TGI Friday's in Ireland before so I was pleasantly surprised by their food (have to say burgers are much better than the same in Eddie Rocket's and Captain America's) and most of all, the atmosphere. I've always said diners like these don't have the same feel as they do in America, the party atmosphere, huge crowds, young vibe, but TGI Fridays in St Stephen's definitely delivered on the ambiance. Maybe cos it was 4th of July after all.

Friday, June 29, 2007


I've loved waffles since I had a steaming hot one with cream on a rainy, cold day in Brussels last year. So I found myself in Chocolate Soup again, this time with P (holding my phone cos we were trying diff aperture settings on my camera) and decided to try out their yummy waffles this time with two scoops of vanilla ice-cream, caramel sauce and chocolate soup!

Once again I was not disappointed with Chocolate Soup's unique dessert menu: absolutely yummy and sweet but very, very messy (the caramel is sticky-as it should be) and not conducive to conversation at the same time as you have to eat the whole thing quickly before the ice-cream melts!

PS: P asked for a hot chocolate and instead he got a chocolate soup, same thing that happened to J few months back when she ordered a choc sundae and it was the same dude! plus he was just as rude as the last time, when we asked him where the hot choc was, he practically shouted at us pointing out to the big huge bowl of milk and chocolate. How the hell are we supposed to know? last time we checked hot chocolate was a drink and it came in a cup not a bowl. They really need to watch people's orders and their service especially if their drinks menu is so twisted, the least they can do is explain before they pour you a big bowl of sweet chocolate.

Sunday, June 24, 2007

CAKE Serendipity

Later on the same day after the Cake Cafe disappointment, we headed for the Epicurean Food Hall after we helped JL buy a pair of jeans. A had left to see some god-awful concert in Malahide and N joined us, poor thing got drenched in the monsoon rain we've been relentlessly subjected to for the past month.

So anyway N bought us cappuccinos and some cake and truly I thought I was all caked out, but I was so pleasantly surprised by what's called real cake in front of me that I couldn't resist). N had the Death by Chocolate, which is what Choc cake is supposed to be like, soft, spongey and gooey in the centre (although I'm not a choc cake fan).

JL and I split the Strawberry Cheese Cake, which, as I always say is not really a cake (it's a cheese-based dessert, with crust and cheese cream filling) but dammit, it was good: soft, creamy and with perfect strawberry-kick. Our cappuccinos were nice and frothy too, with cute designs I didn't want to disturb.

It was by accident that we ended up having these desserts, as Moonstruck Cafe, (I think is what it's called) was not on my cake-hunt review list. The cake was good but these cakes are as ubiquitous in Ireland as the Irish rain and still no comparison to cakes elsewhere in the world.

CAKE HUNT part 1

My Mission (in life?) is to taste and review all the well-known and not-so-well-known cake places in Dublin, (mighty task but someone's gotta do it) so obviously the much-hyped Cake Cafe was my first pit-stop.

JL and I had gone on a search to find this place ages ago and it's hidden away in a little alley off Pleasant's Street which is another alley off Camden street. Very surreptitious, it's kinda like being a member of a secret-club. Quite a well-known secret at this stage though. But I'm not sure exactly why. Loved the cuteness of it, the mismatched china, the secret location, the artsy decor outside, the tea-party feel and the 'cake speciality' since it's called Cake Cafe n all. But how disappointed was I.

(JL looking smug with his arms crossed in front of the sandwiches)

The most "exotic" or unique cake they had on the cake menu was apple and cinnamon cake which they unfortunately hadn't baked that day. JL and G split an orange cake, A went for the chocolate cake and I reluctantly went for the lemon slice which I'd heard lots of good things about. The rest of the stuff on the cake menu was brownies-which they hadn't got that day either, cupcakes (which I'm not crazy about as they are loaded with icing) and scones (which are NOT cakes and hence should not be put on a cake menu)

Now I'm adamant that citrus and cake don't mix and should never be cake? please....lemon slice? is that even a cake??

No it' wasn't. It looked like french toast, was of minute proportions, and tasted like a slab of lemons loaded with sugar. I didn't even finish mine. A's choc cake was dry and the orange cake was nothing special. Needless to say none of them were finished off and for people like A, JL and I, being true cake-lovers that we are, that is bad form.

Although the guys had some unique sandwiches there and those seemed to redeem the Cake Cafe. But it's not called a Sandwich Cafe now is it? Maybe they should change the name and look across the Atlantic for real cake cafes. Not good Dublin :(

(JL and G having a fake conversation for the sake of art)

Note: G said the bathrooms were not bad, they used rainwater for toilets which helps save the planet, which can only be a good thing and she couldn't smell anything, which can only be a good thing too. Service was poor though.

Poor waitress was probably run off her feet but she forgot my cappuccino and G had to eat her cake with a knife cos they didn't give her a fork. Dangeorus.

More Nouvelle Cuisine

The gang decided to go for posh food together so we chose Gary Rhodes's Rhodesd7 this time since E was raving about it (after having a taster at the Dublin Tastefest) and I was raving about L'Ecrivain since last week, so we thought why not? and it didn't disappoint. Or atleast that's what I could surmise from the various ooohs and aaahhs round our table. We all had three courses and the value for money was excellent. Of course for maybe a tenner less we could be eating anywhere else in Dublin but eating extremely poor quality food.

J, A and I got the asparagus soup, JL got the beef starter and K got tuna. For mains J and I went for the Most-Amazing-Salmon-Ever, (having upgraded to being pescetarians now) grilled to perfection on a bed of caramelised shallots, with capers, olives, rocket leaves and a yummy hollandaise sauce (one of the best salmon I've ever had, the other being in that small restaurant opp. the epicurean food hall). J totally agreed.

E got the RD7 Ploughmans: Cashel Blue quiche, baked ham, smoked salmon, Irish Camembert, rabbit & foie gras terrine, just so he could have a taste of everything, A went for the duck: Crispy confit duck leg, foie gras, orange & hazelnut salad. Totally yumallicious while K went for the lamb, so all kinds of animals were represented around the table: fish, duck, sheep, cow etc... We only thought it was fair.

Didn't have the guts to dust off my camera and take some pics being in Rhodes n all, but J insisted, so by the time dessert came, the camera was out and we managed to take pics of the superb passion fruit panna cotta cheesecake, mango & vanilla salad & ginger shortbread (which J and JL got) and the icecream plate which the rest of us got: three scoops of ice-cream, the heavenly Coconut sorbet with (I have to say the best, transport-me-to-Hawaii) roast pineapple (ever!), chocolate ice cream with pear jelly (good but very bitter chocolate however the pear jelly combo was totally unique) & banana ice cream with rum raisins (we were all giddy with delight afterwards. I'd say it was those rum raisins)

One word: AMAZING

Few points to note:
A) Not a great menu for fundamentalist-vegetarians. Maybe like one main option.
B) Service better than what is known to be the usual Irish service but that still doesn't say much in comparison to international standards.
C) Decor and layout pretty bare, industrial-looking. Had some diner-esque seating which is kinda odd for a place like this, and the art was pretty, um, weird with huge cow faces staring down at you while you stick in to your 10 oz rib-eye steak. Our round table was perfect for conversation but quite big for 6 people so huge gaps between each person and still had to lean in to hear what the others were saying. (See K leaning in to get into the frame)
D) Oh and I'm going back for dessert, I had to try the icecream but someone told me their warm almond cake with glazed cider apples & blackberry ice cream is to die for.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

Posh French Food

I usually avoid French food and places that serve french food, cos basically, well, I like food in a warm, congenial atmosphere, and I love food that covers most of the plate and fills most of me.
So, when I was told I had to go to to lunch at L'Ecrivain for a meet n' greet with the Cali Tourist Board, it hardly filled me with joy, unlike any opportunity to consume food often does. Although, I was totally psyched to meet the Californians. I feel me and Cali are a kindred spirit.

I would have preferred you're odd mainstream restaurant, I'd even have done with Italian (see my fanatic dislike for Italian food in the post below). Anything to avoid this. But I have to say L'Ecrivain did not disappoint. It is famous for some reason and yes it is their superb food.

I was so busy telling the Californians how much I hearted their state and how I was meant to be born there and live there that I barely would have paid any attention to the tasty morsels going through my mouth if it weren't for ...erm...those very tasty morsels. (See my total obliviousness to food when it comes to conversation. I got my priorities straight. Convo 1, Food 2...)

Anyway here's what I got:
Soup: Wild Mushroom
Starters: Goat's Cheese thingy with mango chutney
Main: Fresh cod with asparagus, and a sweet orange sauce
Dessert: A mocha mousse thing

I'm afraid I can't remember all the proper names and ingredients of the dishes. But I remember the taste. And wow hat's off to Mr Derry Clarke! The soup was delish, the goat's cheese the softest, warmest I've ever had, the cod flavoursome and the dessert just right. Plus the portions were not bad at all, the table we were sitting at was big enough to place the big plates on.

One cool thing I realised was that the sweet sauces for both the starters and the mains added a perfect kick to the dishes, which for an Asian person is a slightly odd concept, as we're used to more savoury dips, hot sauces or tangy yoghurts to bring out (or tone down even) the flavour of food.

Oh and I couldn't take any pics, (which is a shame cos the presentation of the food was so pretty) I thought it may look a bit crazy, me dressed in my best, whipping out my Sony DSC-H5 and taking pics of my plate in front of Arnie's people...

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Real Good Coffee

Really, really good latte at Il Caffe di Napoli, cute coffee shop right next to the Pearse train station. Got one on my way to work. The latte was smooth and foamy, the coffee very very strong. So much so I had to put in 4 sugars.

Try it

Sunday, June 10, 2007

I'm so sick of Italian

Went to Pacino's at Suffolk St last night with the college gang. I must say I'm sick and tired of Italian, pasta and pizza, pasta and pizza, pasta...well you get the drift. But I relented this time cos hadn't seen the mateys in a long time and it's always such a great get-together that I barely get to taste the food.
I'd been to Pacino's before and got my usual veggie fave: Alla Cubana (Italian vegetable blend with courgettes, aubergine, peppers, onions and mushrooms with Fettucine pasta). I marveled at the fantastic taste and reasonable price the last time (€11.30 for a really good plate) and much better service than any other Italians I've been to (Toscana, Little Caesar's etc)

But for some reason the very same dish this time came soaked in oil. So with spoonfuls of pasta, I was dunking down a whole lots of unhealthy oil. M contests it's olive oil, so that makes it OK. But olive or whatever, oil is oil and you're not supposed to slurp it down with your meal. (Maybe they should provide a straw too?)

Nonetheless, I would dismiss this as a once-off hitch as the rest of the gang seemed to enjoy their meals. Pacino's not only specialises in Italian food but they also do you're usual fare of burgers, chicken and steaks too, for the fussy lot among you.

Tiramisu for dessert was OK, but I don't like restaurant Tiramisu anyway. (The best I've ever had is the Marks & Spencers Tiramisu made fresh every day!) The food was good, the place is roomy, the chairs are very comfy (unlike Little Caesars) and the conversation sounded something like recent elections, holiday gossip, old college professors and the wonderful world of media we work in.

Although Pacino's have hitched up the price a bit (The same plate cost me €12.30 this year), their service is much, much better than Toscana's. The waiters don't treat you like something the cat dragged in and there's not a patronising or pretentious molecule in their service. Our waiter patiently went through the description of each and every dessert for me, while I hassled him about whether the Torte Mille Calorie really was a biscuit or a cake, or whether there was any cake in all the other eight desserts. The poor guy didn't flinch, he just smiled and went through the lot. Which in today's Irish service industry is almost unheard of. Oh and he was cute to boot ;)

Friday, June 8, 2007

Gourmet Burgers anyone...?

E, J and I went for the much-talked about gourmet burgers at Bobos on Wexford Street last week to see what the hype was about. And also, because we love burgers.

So J and I being the vegetarians that we are (well, her more devout, my tastebuds tend to wander) went for the "Seanie", a burger with double-seeded buns, portobello mushrooms, big roasted peppers, some onions and lots and lots of rocket. Sounds good we thought. What we didn't know was that, that's all that came with those double-seeded buns. No patty. Just leaves and bun. At €8.20 a pop. Great mushroom, great pepper but a vegetable, or bean patty in the middle wouldn't have gone awry. E got a "Packie" (burgers names after Irish nicknames I gather) a regular hamburger with cheese and all the trappings. He said it was good but not worth the tenner he paid for it. He may be biased because last week he tried another gourmet burger joint in Rathmines called Jo Burger where he got a burger twice the size for almost the same price. So will have to try that out and compare myself.

Redeeming features were J's Mango juice - which tasted fresh and tangy and the chips in a bucket, which according to E were "the least greasiest chips" he's ever had. True, but they were also well-cooked and crisp. Just right. And hey, they came in a bucket.

Also the place is a bit cramped and the tables a teeny bit high. It's probably made for the after-hours revellers in mind who want something more than a dodgy kebab and greasy chips. Although they close at 11pm (what's the deal with that?!)

It may be pricy and a bit tight but it's the only gourmet burger joint you'll find this side of town. Jo's is in Rathmines and Real Gourmet Burger in Dun Laoghaire. Hey, at least it's not McDonalds.


I had noticed these succulent-looking donuts in the Spar across the road from work a few days ago, and the image stuck in my mind. Damn advertising.

So it was Friday and I felt so deflated that things weren't coming together in my shiny new job and I felt like what the hell, I'll treat myself. So out went all good intentions to never touch sweets again and instead they were replaced by images of Homer and Chief Wiggum munching on sweet, pink donuts and chocolatey coffee. Must Eat Donut. I couldn't resist.

Usually I don't like Irish donuts nor the Cuisine de France ones: stale, hard, and taste of wheat but these I'm sure were Gourmet donuts, cos I think I gulped mine down without a bite. That's how quickly it was gone. That's how soft and fresh it was.

Tim Hortons Donuts (and no wonder they tasted so good, they're Canadian!) for Spar come in seven varities: Boston Cream, Rainbow Ring, Glazed Ring, Chocolate Dip, Cappuccino Dip, Strawberry Fill & Choclate Fill. They even give you a piece of cardboard to make into a box and fill to your heart's content (can only be a North American concept) I got a Glazed ring and got a Chocolate Dip one for E, who also gulped his one down.

Coffee optional.

Sunday, June 3, 2007


Ok, alright I know technically it's summer and social norm says "What?! soup in summer are ya kidding me?!" but I say defy all traditions and go have soup in summer, and anyway it's not like we ever have a proper summer it's always raining and if you want to pretend it's summer and kick your body temp up a notch or two go to the Soup Cafe on Upper Leeson Street. Not only do they specialise in all-kindsa-soup-in-the-world, their menu changes every day! From your usual friends like Chicken-noodle to have-you-ever-heard-of-soups like Tanodoori Chicken? Shepherd's Pie, Italian Lasagne? I kid you not.

Although a bit pricey with chicken and meat varieties leaving your pocket 6 to 7 euro lighter and veggie delights from €4.30 on, they are very mealy and do come in sizeable portions and you can get either a 12 oz cup/bowl or a 16 oz one. I've had the Lentil Potage (which rocks) and a plain vegetable one (which also rocks) They also send you off smiling with a piece of bread. What more could ya ask for? oh and they also serve kick-ass coffee. So says my workmate T.