Popping in for an expensive sit down meal in the middle of a feed of pints is as alien to me as the fella who brings his wife and kids to watch an IFC round robin match in carlow while he’s in his holidays but TFK is a broad church 
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Some amount of Americans around the city and the spending is off the charts.
Got chatting to a guy in Nearys on Friday who was over with a group and they’d played Doonbeg, K Club, Portmarnock and the European club during the week and Royal Dublin that day. Then out to Shanahans for dinner
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Jaysus!! The staff in Shanahans will be able to retire off the tips😀 It’s a mad concept though. Imagine someone in the GAA saying let’s head to the States for a first round Fitzgibbon game between UL and UCC, go on the batter for a week and get 40000 to attend with a good clatter of those from home….
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O Grady’s in barna is as nice a restaurant as you’d go to if you get a nice seat in the window, and very reasonable.
I went for lunch last Saturday, had a chowder (delicious), a prawn salad (nicest prawns I ever had) and pint and I honestly think that it is reliably the best pint of Guinness I ever had anywhere. It’s perfect.
I brought six people for lunch and honestly, I doubt you’d buy and cook it a whole heap cheaper. The staff were lovely, the food fantastic and it was a lovely afternoon.
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But but but, @Little_Lord_Fauntleroy tells us that Italy is burning with the heat and drought??
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Their chowder is unrale.
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Brenderaneddie were the popular steadies
Was at a wedding recently and they had the meal there, it was absolutely top class.
Was your pal there with you?
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I hope the rain doesn’t get into your evening cappuccino
Espresso thanks. It came in a little pota with a lid
He was there in spirit.
Not mincing their words here…
.Foxy Lounge review: No amount of gold can redeem this one-star Donnybrook debacle – The Irish Times
Could anyone do the needful?
Anything for you boss
In the late 1980s I spent some years in the Middle East editing hotel and club magazines. I discovered a secret hack that improved my work-life balance – I’d tap the phrase “timeless elegance” into my Amstrad, and the final copy would be signed off in a heartbeat.
As I scan the “Fine Dining” menu in the newly minted Foxy Lounge restaurant, I’m slapped by the thud of a Joan Collins-grade shoulder pad: “Elegance in Shell”, “Carpaccio di Rossa Elegance”, “Venus Desire Pearls”, “Quattro Formaggi Elegance”, and a sprinkling of “Tuscan Essence” and “Verdant Elixirs”. Who, I wonder, is this creative genius who would have put me out of a job back in the day? Or did I miss that episode of The Apprentice where the brief was for The Real Housewives of Dubai to launch their own Michelin-star culinary dream?
Foxy Lounge, wedged between a Circle K garage and The Defenders 4x4 dealership on a side road in Donnybrook, opened quietly with a glitzy Instagram account on August 22nd. It is businesswoman Eva Liang Tang’s first foray into the hospitality industry. Her business partner, executive head chef Thomas Cimek, has worked in Avoca, Donnybrook Fair and Compass Group Ireland, and owned an Italian restaurant in South Korea before that.
Thomas Cimek and Eva Liang Tang
The Venus desire pearls – snail caviar with white truffle, 24-carat gold, black fungus and violet sauce – beckon like a sea siren, but at €110, I wonder if the snails jetted in first class on Emirates. I’m certain no amount of “timeless elegance” will get them past The Irish Times’ financial gatekeepers. So “elegance in shell” (€16) it will have to be.
I love oysters – briny, fresh, and delicate. But these? Four steamed lumps, swollen like they have spent too long in a sauna. Not even a hit of crimson essence (fiery red pepper dip) or a splash of verdant elixir (chimichurri) could save them.
The antipasti di Lusso (€40) promises a “luxury selection” of meats, cheese and grissini, or, more accurately, a lazy assembly of cliches on a wooden board. The grissini are wrapped in Parma ham, there are cubes of dull cheese, mozzarella, semi-dried tomatoes, artichokes and a sad little dish of petrified prawns.
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The crab royale pasta (€43) arrives, with fettuccine spilling out of the crab’s shell like a grotesque seafood piñata. Cimek drowns it in hot garlic butter tableside, creating an oil slick that would make Circle K blush. The house-made fettuccine is thick enough to give your jaw a workout, scattered with barely-there pieces of crab. I ask for a shell cracker to get at the meat in the lone claw, they kindly crack it in the kitchen, tripling the amount of crab on my plate instantly.
Crab Royale Pasta
Our other main course is the “quattro formaggi elegance” (€28). The 72-hour fermented base is as rigid as a plate and an uncooked mozzarella ball has been plonked in the centre after it was released from the electric oven. It is ceremoniously sliced open at the table, but doesn’t distract from the fact that the rest of the pizza has almost no cheese on it.
After all this, I brace myself for dessert. But the “velvet tiramisu” (€12) is enjoyable. It has layers of espresso-soaked ladyfingers, mascarpone and a healthy dusting of cocoa powder sieved over a fork-shaped stencil, leaving an imprint on either side of the plate.
Turning to the decor. Gold isn’t just on the menu. There are gold lamps, gold ice buckets with stags’ heads, gold cutlery and a teaspoon crowned with a fake plastic diamond (pilfered perhaps from Barbie’s Dreamhouse). The purple walls are flecked with gold like a unicorn sneezed glitter everywhere.
Golden service
Tang is in the restaurant the evening we visit (there are two other occupied tables), and is as charming as a host could be. I try desperately to resolve the fact that she is one of the people behind this experiment in how much gold you can throw at a plate before people start to question what’s underneath. Tuscan grandmothers would be sobbing into their floury aprons.
I get that times are tough for restaurants, but punters aren’t swimming in spare cash either. €110 for snail caviar? No amount of “verdant elixir” is going to make that pill easier to swallow. Of course every new restaurant can have an off day, but when presenting pasta and pizza at these punchy prices there’s little excuse to get it wrong. I left Foxy Lounge baffled that a restaurant can so utterly miss the mark on simple Italian staples – though the tiramisu, at least, was a sweet relief.
Dinner for two with a bottle of wine was €173.
The verdict A royale catastrophe wrapped in gold leaf.
Food provenance Crab from Loughshinny Harbour, chicken from Musgrave, Irish free-range or from Poland, depending on the supply, Italicatessen.
Vegetarian options Foxy pasta, Margherita supreme, quattro formaggi elegance, garden harvest, sea moss salad, and vibrant greens.
Wheelchair access Accessible room with no accessible toilet.
Music Louder than the decor, Volare and Que Sara at full blast
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What did Jeffrey make of it?
It’s a tough business. That review has probably finished them.