Abrakebabra

Came in here the other day to have a kebab with my friend. As soon as we came in the staff were very rude, gave us horrible looks and were just horrible. I wanted to leave but my friend really wanted a kebab. She ordered hers after about 6 minutes describing what she wanted, and then I was asking questions about what was in the kebabs (as it was not written anywhere) and they couldn’t even answer me, it seemed as if they wanted us gone. I got a kebab in the end and my lettuce was soggy and the chips were undercooked. Being a waitress myself I really do not recommend this place, don’t know if all the abrakebabras are the same, but this one really did not satisfy me.

The Americans complaining of the value of the Kabob for what converts to $ 8 US Dollars need to consider that the economy and value of a dollar works differently in Ireland. As a point of reference — a Big Mac value meal is about $ 12 American. Fish & Chips are about $ 18.
In the US, $ 8 gets you 2 rolls of sushi, soup and soda for lunch or a high quality kebob. In Ireland, a big mac runs you over $ 8. When I was in college, the same minimum wage job I had in NYC paid close to $ 20/​hour American in Ireland. The cost of living is insane, and the wages are much larger.
Weighing it against other fast food places in IRELAND, it is fantastic. It’s cheaper than McDonalds in Ireland, and much better. The Kebobs are McDonalds quality meat, but very tasty. Taco fries are a hit, and they’re open late. Ireland has a large Muslim community, and people in general like Kabobs.
This chain would cleanup in America, and be a massive success as an American drive through. We have a continuously growing Muslim population, thousands of soldiers who developed a taste for Kabob after fighting in Iraq/​Afghanistan and the universal misconception that Middle-​Eastern food is healthier than American food. This is to Middle-​Eastern cuisine what Taco Bell is to Mexican. It’s cheap, Westernized, terrible and delicious.

Seriously. Ketchup? As a marketer, props for the excellent name, but as a Kebab lover I should say I was very disappointed. 4.95 € should be worth a proper kebab, not some fast food meal lacking quality and taste. 5* for service though, very quick and friendly. Would not recommend.

I am very impressed with the staff here. I went there recently after a night of drinking and one of my friends was being loud, overly flirtatious, and generally obnoxious. The two girls on staff smiled and joked politely with him, were very sweet, and endured my friend more than anyone could be expected to. They are great staff and whatever they are being paid it isn’t enough.

Being Arab, I’ve eaten many a kebab in my life. Mostly good. Unfortunately, I’m not a fan of Abra’s. Maybe it’s an Irish thing, but the whole ketchup/​mayo sauce confused me. Neither of those is ever in a typical kebab. The meat was good, but the whole thing was smothered in too much of the sauce for me to gauge the actually flavors. I’ve heard some of their other items are a lot better (like the chips) but haven’t personally experienced them myself.

Came here after Obama’s speech because we wanted to sit down and were starving after being told no food and no drinks (but waited most of the time OUTSIDE of security) and I thought it was really good based on the fact that everyone has told me its only okay – ah, low expectations.
I got a veggie burger which had chives in it – shocking for anywhere in Dublin to me – and garlic fries which had crappy shredded cheese and garlic sauce on them.
Also, they don’t do mixed kebab here – I assume they do at others because my friend asked for it – just a warning.

I dream of those garlic and cheese fries… sucks to live in the USA!!! But they will be mine in October… oh yes they will!

That great poet, Mike Skinner of The Streets, was surely thinking of Westmoreland Street at 3am when he wrote:
«Out the club about three, to the take-​away
The shit-​in-​a-​tray merchants, shops got special perchant for the disorderly
Geezerz looking ordinary and a few looking leary
Chips fly round the sound of the latest chart entry
An incendiary waiting to blast
No harm with the contest who can throw the furthest
Behind the counter they look nervous, but
Carry on cutting the finest cuts of chicken from the big spinning stick
Then over flies a chip, flips, and hits you on the back
You spin round on the attack…»
Enough said.

Complete muck, do your body a favour and open a tin of dog food instead.

A lot of merry pub-​goers have a propensity to call in on the Westmoreland Street outlet of Abrakebabra before jumping on the bus to the outer reaches.
This Abrakebabra makes most of its money from the inebriated partygoers that have just staggered unceremoniously out of the nearby bars. Once you get in there all you want to do is devour the most insalubrious, greasy burger possible, and as it would appear, so does everybody else.
The menu within this bigger branch is more extensive than the Abrakebabras in the surrounding areas. I love ordering the Chicken fillet burger with taco fries and a large Pepsi when I’m on my way home from a big night out. The taco fries don’t feature any taco but instead about a truckload of garlic mayonnaise and substandard minced meat. However, this is not by any means a criticism. Whatever unsavoury option you have gone for at this time of night and after the large session you’ve had you are hypnotized into thinking that the cuisine in here is really something special and delight in every mouth-​watering chip or bite of your chicken burger. It all goes down a treat.
I can also recommend the juicy Chicken Escalope Kebab with fresh pitta bread, heaps of mayo, succulent meat and crisp lettuce to really enliven your tastebuds.
Abrakebabra doesn’t claim to be anything but a friendly takeaway, they cater well for the stampede of drunken fools regularly with patience, decent food and always a smile on their face.

Some days, when your system starts screaming for a kebab, you need to sacrifice your health to satisfy the craving. But as a greasy bite shouldn’t be an every-​day thing, you need carefully pick where to grab the most delicious meal. With the countless number of kebab-​joints around, serving piping hot meat topped with veggies and swimming in sauce, I can’t understand why people choose to spend their hard-​earned money at Abrakebabra. When I was new in Dublin, and didn’t know any better, I was lured in by the palm-​tree on the outside and the number of people inside. I thought that with that many customers, it had to be a nice place. But no. This joint treats döners the same way BK treats burgers. Maybe my mistake was being sober.

I somehow manage to end up at this place at 3 am shockingly often.
The chips aren’t horrible and they certainly do the job of finishing off the hunger, and sometimes there are interesting folks about to be watched.
I asked my buddy about the security guards— isn’t this a fast food place, I said?
‘Well, this place is also called «Stabrekebabra“‘ he replied.
My curiosity satisfied, I finished my garlic cheese chips. My brother described his burger as ‘slightly ratty’.

Yes, Abrakebabra is one of those fast food restaurants that people usually venture into only under the cover of darkness when shrouded by a cloak of drunkenness!
The menu offers slightly more variety than your average fast-​food joint including kebabs (well, the name would be quite misleading otherwise), baguettes, burgers and fish’n’chips. I can recommend the garlic-​cheese-​chips, although you’ll be disappointed if you like your chips thick and chunky.
The Westmoreland Street branch is en route to some night-​time public transport hubs so revellers tend to drop in before jumping on the bus. Be warned: like other many nocturnal fast food joints, the lights can be cruel, startling and instantly sobering!

Ahh Abrakebabra… you introduced me to garlic and cheese chips and the life long love affair started.
Although not the best chipper, there are just so many locations and the Westmoreland one in particular is just so handy. They have several fast food options, including of course kebabs.
Personally, I always went for the chips (mostly garlic and cheese, a few times bacon and cheese), although the chip butty it worth a try. It’s not the best place for some proper chips, but it will do in a stitch — namely when intoxicated. I once answered an overseas call while in Abrakebabra eating my garlic and cheese chips — «can’t eat… eating chips…» then hung up. They were that good at the time.