Breakfast Sandwiches Bursting Forth

For the start of our next day in Ireland we, of course, needed breakfast. As previously mentioned, finding a breakfast place that was open at a time two hungry, still jet-lagged travellers, were up wasn’t an easy thing. Most places didn’t open their doors until eight in the morning, and any that did weren’t usually equipped to handle actual breakfast. Mostly they just did pre-made pastries and coffee or tea. Hell, even the coffee places only grudgingly opened their doors at seven-thirty.

One restaurant that we did find open was Goose on the Loose, a small little eatery tucked away in a corner of a larger city block. The shop featured a homey interior with mismatched tables, plates, mugs, and silverware, all strewn together under strung up lighting and a big, wooden, goose decorated to look like a propeller plane. The ambiance was warm and inviting, like you’d wandered into the kitchen of an eccentric friend.

Seated in the rear of the restaurant (which, admittedly, wasn’t that far from the front of the restaurant), my wife and I ordered their Brekkie sandwiches, which consisted of Irish bacon, farm fresh eggs, Irish cheddar, and tomatoes, all served on white bread. They came out, with tea, on a set of the mismatched dishes, and then we dug into the warm, hearty, and tasty little breakfast for two.

The sandwiches were great. Simple but very delicious, the smell that came off them very much drew us in. Really, it’s hard to go wrong by a hot bacon and cheese sandwich, but certainly Goose on the Loose did it right. The sandwiches were made with quality ingredients, stacked full with the toppings, and everything tasted great. Salty bacon and sharp cheese cut by the acidic bite of the tomato. It was what I wanted in a breakfast, and I’m not even normally a breakfast person.

The sandwiches were also large, much bigger than we expected. You get a breakfast sandwich from a coffee shop here and it’s usually small, just enough to get you through to your next meal. These things, for about the same price as a coffee shop sandwich, were substantial. After our meal, with parts of each of our sandwiches wrapped in napkins as we carried them around, my wife and I commented that we could have easily shared one sandwich and been perfectly happy.

The place was great. It was another one of those locations that we found on an off chance, just because we were up too early and Dublin didn’t know what to do with us, but because of that we got to eat at a place that was really good. If I ever go back, I’ll have to stop off for another sandwich from Goose on the Loose. Even now I want another, and I’m only a six hour flight away. That’s… that’s not too far, right?