Last week I found myself on a very brief, last minute trip to Dublin for work. Very glam and makes a change from usual sat in front of the comp in my house clothes routine. Part of the glamour came from a meal at Pichet, a French-style restaurant near Grafton street in the centre of town.
The stylish interior is a calm oasis from all the Damien Rice/Coldplay buskers (srsly get some new tunes lads) and gals out on the toon. Pichet’s blue and white decor is refined and French in style but the restaurant atmos really relaxed and totally Irish.
I had a beef carpaccio with lardo toast and quail’s egg to start, which was surprisingly light and a great mix of textures. The lamb which followed was accompanied by a medley of spring vegetables and a gremolata, I also had a creamy, buttery champ to accompany because I’m a bit of a pig like that. Check out the Laguiole knife, it was so beautiful I had to get a picture, you can just about see the side view of the stylised bumblebee on the top of the handle.
It’s a strange feeling to wander out of Pichet and suddenly find yourself on Grafton street once again, I totally recommend it especially if you ever overdose on the craic.