Restaurant Review: The Crawford Gallery Cafe, Cork
While recently breaking bread with an infinitely younger friend-in-food, said friend expressed surprise that I might favour the Crawford Gallery Café, dismissing it as a tired, old haunt for ‘ladies who lunch’. It takes the brass neck of youth to so deliver such a bald statement, a blitheness further compounded when he then confessed to never having eaten there. Indeed, though highly creative and exceptionally talented in his own artistic sphere, he admitted it had been ‘some time’ since he’d even visited the gallery.
The café has many fans — you don’t last 31 years without supportive regulars — but when local talk turns to nosh, it is rarely the first place mentioned, even by otherwise well-informed native gourmands, a lacuna perhaps echoed in Leeside’s relationship with the gallery itself, where too many who should know better, seem to have let it slip gradually down the list of priorities, culinary or cultural.
