Restaurant Review: Joe’s + Bros, Cork
IT IS almost 35 years since Dear Old Sainted Mother (DOSM) first dispatched off to college a teenager so skinny you could pick a lock with my emaciated frame. If caught for time, just slide me under the closed door. You see, I didn’t eat.
Very few people in Ireland back then bothered much with eating, particularly young people. It was the era of ‘convenience food’ (crispy pancakes, oven chips, Angel Delight, etc) and, in my case, DOSM’s relationship with the kitchen was fleeting at best. Instead we student-types simply refuelled, primarily to line the belly for a feed of porter in the college bar.
