After the madness of the Viking Tour- and by this time I was craving meat like a proper Viking- we had a reservation at Rustic Stone for dinner. I had heard so many amazing things about this place and had been looking forward to it all day. The restaurant has a seasonal menu and use organic ingredients- I had only been in Ireland for 24 hours at this point and so far everything I had gobbled tasted so fresh. Dylan McGrath, who opened the restaurant, has a trail of michelin stars in his wake…I was smacking my chops ready for this! (in hindsight, some stretchy pants would have been good too)
I feel like there should be a blog devoted specially for chicken wings- everyone loves tucking into wings! We split three bowls between the table of 6. They were coated in a lovely, sticky soy glaze with crunchy garlic, sesame and red beans with a bit of a limey tang. I would have happily had a whole bowl to myself if I didn’t have my own bingo wings to be concerned about. I had to save some room for my actual meal, and true to the restaurant’s name, I ordered the Rib Eye with Prawn Glaze- on the stone!
Choosing an On The Stone item means that your rare steak is brought to the table sizzling away on a hot stone. You can then choose to take it off the stone according to your taste. I like my steak medium rare so I let it sizzle away for a couple of minutes before I started tucking into it.
It came with two relishes- one little dish of tomato and another of tarragon. I preferred to eat it as it was. The rib eye was tasty- full of flavour and tender. You could also go all out cave man style and order a T Bone steak for two…as Ronan did. Talk about bringing out your inner Flintstone…
It was the size of my head and as thick as a brick, a real T-Rex sized piece of meat. Ronan (Ismay’s younger brother) had to cut strips off it and cook it on the stone before they could tuck in. It came with an assortment of salads and relishes too. The red wine flowed, and more dishes were shared-bowls of truffle chips with pesto and garlic and crushed sweet potato with ricotta. It was ridiculous.
To battle the meat sweats, Ronan and I used our spare stomachs to order dessert. What, you didn’t know you had a separate belly to fit the best part of a meal? At least I do. THERE IS ALWAYS ROOM FOR DESSERT. I chose the Catalan Cassanade as I had spied the word brioche under the description and naturally, anything Ronan ordered I would bogart, so when he picked the Chocolate Soup, I rubbed my greedy hands together.
My Catalan Cassanade wasn’t what I was expecting- my toasted brioche was in fact drowning in a creamy mousse so the taste and texture was basically bread pudding, topped off with orange sorbet. Basically, marmaladey bread pudding. It’s a good thing I love bread pudding though. I watched in envy as Ronan was presented with a plate with a scoop of chocolate mousse and a scoop of cream with a separate jug of melted chocolate that you poured over to make….CHOCOLATE SOUP. Dylan McGrath you evil genius!
Of course, you have to chug the leftovers…DRINK IT UP AUGUSTUS GLOOP-FACE!
This was one of the best meals I’ve had in a long time. Every bite was delicious, the company amazing (Bourke family brap brap brap). Our meal for 6 people cost us 60 Euro each, including the wine we drank. You can find Rustic Stone on South George Street- book ahead!