So I know I said this before, but sorry for lagging. Mostly apologizing to myself because it really does throw me off. I’m in LA bored at my Grandma’s house planning a hypothetical trip to Asia- which is how I always get started planning my real trips, and I still have two REAL trips to catch up blogging on.
After I went to Amsterdam for a work trip, I wanted to make the most of my time in Europe, so I got the OK to extend my trip through the weekend. Because who on earth would fly back from Europe on a Friday when your work could pay for you to fly back on a Friday (and I saved them $300! This trip was a FAVOR practically.)
When I was deciding where in Europe I wanted to go, my main deciding factors where, where would be the same or cheaper than flying back from Amsterdam for convincing my work, somewhere I had friends or friends could meet me, and ideally somewhere I hadn’t been since I seem to think the world is a giant bingo game. I landed on Dublin because I wanted to visit the fabulous Aimee, my friend who I went to Barcelona with last February. Aimee was a great choice because she is the PLUG for food in Dublin and an overall great time.
You know those tourist things you see in your hometown and figure are a waste of money and you just skip. I definitely do. I lived in SF for 4 years and never went to Alcatraz. Lived in NY for over 2 and never went to the Empire State Building. Well me going to Dublin was Aimee’s excuse to go on the Viking Splash Tour. Long story short, its a tour bus that is an amphibian and goes into the water, that is probably targeted at families or bros and encourages you to make weird “viking” growl noises and requires you to wear a horn hat as you can see above. There are a lot of U2 jokes that didn’t really do it for me and we scared a lot of people walking alongside the bus by growling. 10/10.
Jo Burger & its food fam
So when I called Aimee the food plug, it’s because she is a waitress at a few restaurants owned by a local restauranteur in Dublin and got an awesome discount for us. I had a crazy burger at Jo Burger that had goat cheese and CARAMELIZED CHILI BANANA.
At Crackbird, we had a variety of fried chickens and sides that had a sort of Asian fusion. Even this awesome sweet potato noodle dish served cold, potato croquettes, crazy sauces that was AMAZING especially burnt lemon and whipped feta.
I know this isn’t Irish food but, it was food in Ireland and it was awesome. I did try both white and black pudding, which are staples of the infamous Irish breakfast. For us Americans, pudding is a sort of dessert that is typically eaten from a bowl. Well this isn’t that. This is some sort of meat product, the black option being some sort of blood based food, that is a solid, almost sausage looking that is smeared on toast or cut and eaten with beans and eggs and toast. But I had to do it. Actually the white pudding on toast at brunch was nice. Or gorgeous as Aimee cutely calls things.
After the Viking Splash, Aimee and her roommate Tim led me on a walking tour of downtown Dublin. We hit up the Dead Zoo, which I don’t believe is the formal name for what is a taxidermy exhibit. Essentially a Natural History Museum but spookier. I wanted to take home every cute stuffed critter.
While I was in town, a new nightclub opened up and we headed to the opening night party. Themed like an almost airplane hangar, The Hangar had a hardcore marketing strategy before opening, which of course is my favorite. Physical ticket invites that looked like flight tickets, etc. The downstairs was housey techno vibes and upstairs was old school hip hop played on vinyl.
Glendelough National Park
The day before I flew out, Aimee and her friend took me on a road trip along the coast into the countryside. We drove by Bono AND Enya’s mansions in the most beautiful secluded upscale neighborhood, and along the coast through adorable beach town shops. I can’t imagine the weather ever being warm enough to swim but I guess people do it. Obviously, midway through the drive, it started pouring. We were planning on hiking, but it ended up being pretty much a scenic drive, small walk through, Instagram session, and get back in the car type of situation.
It was so beautiful in a misty gloomy but serene way. From here we began a drive up a hill to go to what they kept referring to as a leprechaun restaurant. This seemed very Irish and likely gimmicky so I of course was down. Where they were taking me was the famous Johnnie Fox’s. This adorable low ceiling pub was definitely touristy, but seemed to be filled with Irish people so I’m gonna take it as the real thing. Irish food isn’t exactly fantastic in my opinion, but hearty and warm foods like stews and pot pies and meat and potatos appeal to the fat whiteness in me and I enjoyed a nice lamb stew. And took this obligatory Guinness pic. But to be honest- this beer wasn’t even mine, I took one sip and took the pic and had a different local lighter beer. Let me live.