Friday night’s dinner was my first experience of Pearl Brasserie – A french restaurant in the basement of a large Georgian building just off Stephen’s Green, on Merrion Street.
Owned by Sebastian Masi, ‘Pearl Brasserie’ is a sister restaurant of the Michelin star ‘Locks Brasserie’ in Portobello. It’s not exactly lacking on the awards front either, having previously won the title of ‘Best Restaurant in Ireland’. Subsequently my foodie hopes were high.
And so at 8pm on a winter’s night in July, we strolled down the cast-iron stairs into the restauarant, out of the rain and in towards their open fire. The layout of Pearl Brasserie is a rarity in Dublin’s food scene, in that it’s incredibly spacious. There’s no fear of being overheard/elbowed by those around you. Our table was a private nook in an alcove, a round table which could easily seat five.
After much humming and hawwing over the menu, I decided on crab to start, with hake for main. Plus a token bottle of white, obviously. With fresh bread on the table (insanely delicious as to be expected), and Sauvignon Blanc in my glass, I was in a state of peaceful happiness!
And then the starters arrived. Oh my Lord, amazing. I was literally dreading saying goodbye to the last bite. The presentation of each plate was beautiful, and the taste – incredible.
The crab and avocado dish literally melted in my mouth. Oh the memories… Mark went for octopus which was equally on par – so satisfying.
We both chose hake for our main course – hake with a side of truffle mash.
Words fail to describe how much I fell in love with the potato! What a ridiculous statement, but it’s probably the most heavenly thing I’ve tasted. Ever. I’m practically crying thinking about how beautiful it was! The hake was equally fantastic – fresh and delish.
Which lead us to the inhumane decisions of what to order for dessert…
I pushed the boundaries and actually went with a liquid option; choosing a dessert port upon the sommelier’s suggestion.
Mark accidentally on purpose chose not one but two desserts for himself – creme brûlée and a white chocolate truffle dish.
Upon the dessert’s arrival, I made a vague passing comment to the waitress about it being my birthday, hence multiple desserts were allowed – and no sooner than a blink, another complimentary dessert was placed before me. Complete with birthday candle.
The port was delicious – sweet and rich. Three desserts later and my love for french cuisine was further anchored deep in my soul. The white chocolate pralines were (probably) my favourite – heavenly, mouthwatering, overwhelmingly delicious!
With a heavy heart and (guilty waist), we left the building. I could have happily stayed on in Pearl Brasserie’s oyster bar, but I had places to go people to see! We trotted off to Sam’s Bar, to wash the French cuisine down with more birthday drinks.
Twenty eight isn’t so bad after all!