Copacetic

Like most Irish people with a pulse my metabolism demands at least one intake of fried pig each week. As a result I eat a fair few fried breakfasts around town. Quality varies enormously and I don’t really have a consistent location I could recommend in the city centre, but recently I have been dropping in on the Woodstock Cafe in Phibsboro.

I cycled past it for years without paying it too much attention until my friend Keith Peters mentioned 6 months ago that it did a cracking breakfast. Since then I’ve never looked back.

Food quality is outstanding with tasty premium sausages, lean thick sliced bacon and the key addition that lifts a fried breakfast, fried potatoes, yum! They also cook eggs to order and offer mushrooms, black pudding, tomatoes and beans (Heinz!) on the side. Hot plates mean the food arrives hot at your table even if you have to queue (which is often, this place gets busy).

What really takes Woodstock to a different place is the friendly and efficient service. Nobody likes to queue for long in the morning and in Woodstock no one has too.

Check it out next time you are in the area, breakfast finishes at 12.00pm.

 Others seem to agree.