I'm not a huge fan of carvery dinners - but it turns out that to get suburban hotels, I'm going to have to eat quite a lot of them
Off to the side of the Blanchardstown Centre, and sharing its building with apartments, I wasn't expecting many non-guests to head in to the bar here. However, the carvery was more than busy - but it was Mothers Day, so possibly the worst day to try and judge this on.
The food was as good as you're going to get, bar one bit of incinerated beef that had somehow come through in to my stew; and the drinks options were a bit more varied than most suburban hotels. But you're never going to go here for pints - not even with the relatively low volume of pubs in D15.
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