With just two days to find and stuff his face in Dublin’s premium takeaways,Colin Sweetman categorises the city’s finest.
Best for Breakfast: Breakfast & Supper Club, Ranelagh Village.
It isn’t cheap but they know how to make a proper fry-up. Most places will serve a greasy concoction of pre-cooked foods, but this café places quality over preparation time, ensuring you that you got your money’s worth. You can even pick and choose your own serving, so if you’re not a fan of black pudding (although you should be), you can substitute with more bacon.
Best for Lunch: Donnybrook Fair, Morehampton Road.
There’s yet to be a person who can find better noodles in Dublin. Prepared by two very experienced staff, they are never idle come lunchtime. The prices are aimed more at commercial types rather than struggling students, but hey, good things come in moderation.
Best for Tradition: Leo Burdocks, Werburgh Street.
If the queues don’t speak for themselves, the lunchtime customers coming from as far as Crumlin should. Although you may be waiting quite a bit for a bite, it is well worth it as Burdocks have maintained a reputation for the freshest cod in Dublin since 1913. However, the chances of getting the Catch of the Day are as slim as Ian Paisley turning republican.
Best for Asian: Bu-Ali, Lower Clanbrassil Street.
This spot has a reputation for being one of the first Indian takeaways in Dublin and like Burdocks, boasts of far-travelling clientele and freshly-prepared cuisine. Their best dish is the chicken korma and curry rice (proper rice, not supermarket tripe) and although moderately expensive (€10), these are proper belly-filling portions. They also possess a wide range of curries, so variety is guaranteed
Best for Late Night: Iskanders, Dame Street.
Probably the only thing that can satisfy a beer-filled gut: a kebab. Iskanders may not offer super cheap prices, but a fast and sufficient serving of food. Even though Ireland has an appalling quality of kebab, this bistro is the closest you will get to Germany’s high standards (even Turkey – the birthplace of the kebab – doesn’t compare to Germany).