
The place is called Deasy's and it's about 45 minutes from our apartment down the coast next door to Clonakilty.
Lovely little french woman doing a new set menu. I had sprouting broccoli (the next new vegetable for farmer's markets, if it hasn't happened already) with lentils and tomatoes for a starter. And then I had a red onion and Tallegio cheese tart with a grape and walnut relish. Lovely.
Patrick was still out of town in the US, so it was just Jamie and I. It's definitely a Patrick restaurant since they had squid, shark steak, and fresh monkfish.
One slight dig though - service was horrific. Like worse than Paris, France with a pissed off waiter. I think we were there 3 hours, which I normally don't complain about, but that's really long when you've already given up on having the coffee, digestif, and chocolates.
OK, I'm a snob.