(Carole King – okay so I’ve used it before, but I like the song title meme)
I also like Hard Rock Café’s; I first visited the original London café as a callow teenager in 1971 – the year the first cafe opened – and since then have visited 32 different cafés.
During periods when I’ve had to work away from home I have become a ‘regular’ at the Hard Rock Café’s in Edinburgh and Manchester.
Maybe the shine’s gone off the Hard Rock brand in recent years, certainly in Manchester I discovered better burgers, but I like the way that you know what you’re getting at a Hard Rock, anywhere in the world – good food and good music, in a safe environment.
Anyway, the Dublin Hard Rock Café is my thirty third café since 1971, although some (Dubai, Leeds, Newport Beach, Nottingham), have fallen by the wayside over the years.
The Dublin café, on Temple Bar isn’t the largest café in the chain, but it’s bright and airy, the entrance dominated by a ‘U2 Zoo’ Trabant suspended above the staircase down to the lower dining area.
Service was brisk, friendly and efficient, the food(‘Texan’ pulled pork sandwich for me,
Mushroom Swiss burger for Val was well cooked and hot.
As I mentioned earlier, you know what to expect from a Hard Rock Café and the Dublin café doesn’t disappoint.