This evening,
Dawson Street, Dublin 2
Louis Le Fronde writes;
First customer in the door of the newly reopened Cafe-en-Seine at 5pm today. Looks amazing…
OK.
Now, we’re back.
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This evening,
Dawson Street, Dublin 2
Louis Le Fronde writes;
First customer in the door of the newly reopened Cafe-en-Seine at 5pm today. Looks amazing…
OK.
Now, we’re back.
Looks the same to me. Gorgeous room in fairness.
…a few deck chairs rearranged but it looks refreshingly familiar…
En Seine in the brain!
oooh. Love the Lempicka prints! A little sad they’ve gotten rid of the frankly Luciferian fin de siecle statues but they’ve moved forward a couple of decades to the 20s. Swit swoo. Will be swinging in (geddit) to have a goo some evening when it’s not full of their usual arzeholey clientele.
That’s what I always disliked about the place, it was full of snooty sorts and gropey men. I’ll just have to spend all my time in their new smoking area so…
price list photo please!
if ye have to ask ;)
Good call. This story needs a shocking receipt for predictably expensive drinks.
Looks the same as every other bar in this chain!
This one isn’t a press up reproduction. I have vowed never to eat in a press up group establishment again. It took me a while to see past all the lovely interiors and realise they can’t put a meal together or train staff
My mistake- but it does look exactly the same.
We can all party again!
Not until there’s a Knuttel on da wall.
Ha! Exactly.
at 2am I see their faces, a study in lonliness, regret, and what might have been
Will the sophisticated boulevardiers of Dublin still be ordering a pot of tae and two slices of sliced pan and margarine with their food ?
…I’d say you’re fond of a few extra fried slices with your full english out in ‘Spoons…
Says Mr Sun Propped Up Against Heinz Ketchup Bottle.
Silly billy!
Heinz?! Nah. Too cosmopolitan. Daddies.
That was the Manhattan.
…damn…after years of trying I finally got into the Manhattan…think I took up so much time deciding between fry A or B that I forgot to order my bread and marg…
Memories. Still guilty about sneaking out without having paid. Demon drink. Legend location.
Or in your case pie n mash with licker
Says the spokesperson for the Mr Sun Propped Up Against Heinz Ketchup Bottle Zietgesit.
Yawn.
UK is good, Ireland is bad.
it was nicer before. smokin area needs heaters. theres still boxes all around the floor outside. Louis Le Fronde certainly sounds like someone who’d go there. . . and there is my quota of negative comments. off home now.
Ooooh you have been missed.
Have to say since I got back I took it upon myself to do some research into sweet watering holes and this is my current fav for a cosy one
Perruque and periwig
These massive places always feel a bit cold to me but always liked the space in Cafe en Seine
I love it for a quiet coffee of an afternoon.
try that Pass the Dutchie cocktail instead ;)
You’re on Janet. I’ll report back.
I preferred it when it was Twohig Travel.
They do a mean negroni.
This is a well renowned swingers bar, yeah?
Oldest swingers in town, the two guys I know who go on the pull there :)
It’s like a posh Zanzibar bar
Still think “Tosseurs et Wanquers” would be a more apt name.
Where would you recommend instead?
O’Keetfe’, Balboa St, San Francisco.
#goleitrim
+1 nice idea ruined by (some of) the clientelle.
Les wanquers indeed.
Close it, put the statues back in, reopen it as a bistro = goldmine.
I’d prefer the beautiful and relaxing ambiance of a Greek Taverna by the Agean Sea any day.
Oh stop. Unless you’re planning on taking me with you.
A bottle of chilled restina,a bowl of pistachios and a Cohiba enjoyed watching the sun set on another glorious Greek summer’s day.
One of the great joys in life.
Although mine would be on Paxos by the Ionian Sea.
Marvellous.
You’re both welcome as long as you know how to tie your knots; how to change tack in a Force 6 in 8 Meter waves; and can barbecue burgers on deck through a squall.
Greek wine or Retzina don’t compare to a natural high when faced with real danger – it’s some buzz!
I’ve done that on the Irish Sea. That’s enough for one lifetime. I don’t recall ever being more miserable. I won’t lie. I’m rubbish at knots.
Sorry. Probably best not to bring me, actually.
No bother, I’ll just have to leave you on an isolated Greek island sitting alone in a taverna with some beautiful, intelligent, witty Greek waiters tending to your needs…
You won’t know what you’re missing on the waves though!
Hmmm. Art Deco.
Plus Whacker, Anto and Robbo.
Was a nice spot for a sneaky late summery afternoon one in fairness.
A large cacophonous super pub charging heavily for the experience….
+6.75
Bootcuts, brown sheux, statement cuffs, beef sinew between the teeth, a vague smell of vomit on the breath, a gammon complexion … It’s Christmas on Dawson Street!
Nailed it.
You are defintely thinking of Wexford St.
Cafe En Seine always catered to your more suity types
Cafe en Seine, where bad jeans meet terrible shoes.
Like every other Irish superpub – Jack and Jones bootcuts with knockoff Onitsuka Tigers.
It’s like Louis LeFronde has an internal French alarm that goes off within 100 feet of anything even slightly gallic.