It’s hardly a secret that carbs are my soft spot.
I could happily have pasta for every meal, can’t decline a slice of cake and have no idea how to say no to French fries.
But my biggest weakness is bread.
So from the moment I entered the door, I knew I would feel very much at home at The Fumbally.
An absolute Dublin institution and a locals’ favourite, The Fumbally is quite simply the most fantastic of community cafés I’ve ever come across.
It’s one of those no-nonsense, hipster-before-hipster-was-a-thing kind of places.
There’s a mishmash of tables to share, and junkstore decor to match.
There’s a tiny open kitchen at the back and a small counter to the side, both run by dynamic, ever-smiling staff, deliver all sorts of eggcellent brunch treats.
Signature ‘Fumbally eggs’.
A big plate of fluffy scrambled eggs served with garlic-fried kale, red pepper hot sauce and sunflower seeds.
Beautiful, creamy ‘n’ zesty Turkish eggs served with salad, olives, flat bread and lemon and honey cream cheese.
All topped with a smogasboard of sweet treats (if you happen to come across the tahini brownies, snap them up quickly, they go in a flash!)
Go with a bunch of people or share a table with strangers. Take your time. Enjoy every bite. Consider going back for seconds and thirds…
Eggs-actly what weekends are for!