Dublin's top spots for a coffee
Bean there, done that... these coffee houses are a sup above the rest
Dart stations are great places for a bit of people gawping.
The other day at Dublin’s Connolly Station I witnessed an old dear being nearly run over in a high-speed stampede of city slaves.
Out they charged, trapping the poor woman in a mangled pile-up at the exit gates.
“Get out of me way, you brats!” she cried, belting her way through with a folded-up umbrella.
“No feckin’ manners,” she proclaimed before calming her nerves with a comforting coffocuppie at the station café.
And sure isn’t that what caffeine is always good for, delivering tranquility into the bloodstream whenever required.
Nowadays, of course, we drink coffee willy-nilly.
And it’s hard to imagine that back in the day only three designated coffee breaks were the official norm – at brekkie with a fag, at 11 o’clock with another fag, and then lunchtime with a fag and a homemade sambo.
So, in honour of those three sacred moments, here are three coffee shop gems I found...
Take the signature brew at The Bald Barista on St Stephen’s Green, for example.
It’s a rich, opulent coffee with a thick, almost gooey crema. Definitely worth a test-drive if sublime notes of dark, burnt hazelnut stir your cup. It’s not so easy bagging a table though, but the caffeine pay-off can be still be experienced with a takeaway and a relaxing sit down in the green just across the road – the most impressive of the lot and my favourite. €2.30 for a regular Americano.
Another gem is Coffee Angel on Dublin’s South Anne Street, a why-rush-around kind of place that produces elegant medium roast daily grinds with distinctive raisiny/citrus flavours.
Even though it holds back from a full-on Italian roast, the coffee is nonetheless delicious. These guys are committed to their craft and it’s easy to understand why D2 caffeine heads regularly cram the place. Straight Americano €2.20.
And since we’re talking killer coffees, I couldn’t leave out Love Supreme in Stoneybatter on the capital’s northside.
The formula here appears to be keep-it-simple and keep-it-original. The originality (for me) is how their coffee starts off almost in a nondescript way – then the flavours gradually build until, by the last sip, I was practically licking the inside of the cup. There is little in terms of décor to distract you from Love Supreme’s smooth almost bashful brew. The priciest by far, with an okay gingerbread bun costing €3.50 and a regular Americano at €2.70 – a niggling €6.20 total.
The old dear finished her coffee and her toast and I’m fairly sure she couldn’t give a hoot for coffee shop bigwigs or baldy baristas.
Although I did notice she had a smile on her face now and her umbrella was now safely back in its scabbard. It just proves the coffee calms the stormiest of waters.