Borlottie

I am making a serious habit of sampling Baggot Street’s selection of gut-​fillers when walking into the city from work. This usually occurs when I have foolishly forgotten to bring lunch on my half-​day Friday and painful growls are preventing me from functioning as a human on my walk into town, unable to wait another 20 minutes for a wider eatery selection. Or I am on my way to a nearby watering hole and need to line my stomach to make it un-​combustable. Borlottie was the former, as it happens. I entered this industrial sort of corridor and walked to the server. The menu was the most confusing thing I’ve ever seen, changing the list of meat & cheese options to «Proteins» with calorie counts in big bold text dominating the whole thing. I had to have it explained to me a few times by the patient man at the counter. It consisted of salads, wraps and broths, essentially, tinged with Asian flavours. They are, of course, aimed at the health conscious, which is quite a bold move for an actual takeaway lunch option in a large office area, but it errs on the right side of clinical. I breathed a sigh of relief when my chicken hot box arrived — sparse it certainly wasn’t. Strange prison connotations aside (polystyrene containers, is this for the overall style or are ye just not arsed cleaning up?) this was a serious tasty feast. The quinoa I swapped the rice for was beautifully cooked, the chicken not too dry and the red cabbage slaw a perfect crunchy addition. I added extra avocado which was excellent. Too much carrot in proportion to the rest, but sure I horsed it all down anyway. My aforementioned growly metabolism that usually demands to be fed small amounts at regular intervals also knows when to stop. But this time the demand was bottomless.
Apart from the music being too loud (and frankly too corny) and the cool industrial hanging lights next to some unintentional actual holes in the wall that just need fixing, this was a lovely spot. I’ll be back for some more gobbling, but I will not ever join the wretched calorie counters’ club. State of yiz.

Love the interior of this place, absolutely perfect if you’re looking for a quiet and dark place to hide (maybe hungover…). The food is broken up between breakfast and lunch with some nice selections for both. The quality could be a little better and there’s nothing really stand out at the moment. With a bit more creativity in the menu these guys could be really good.

Good food, healthy, very large portions, good coffee and plenty of space in a cool, quirky Brooklyn-​style way.

I like this place a lot. The price of the food is OK and it came in a big portion, like, really big.
It is a long hall with a few table and you place your order at the very end. At first I was confused because there are lots of information on the wall but I coundnt quite figure out the menu. Only when I went to cash point I found (later I found more menu on table close to the entrance). Anyways, they have many options: wrap, baguettes, noddles, quinoa… quite long menu. I went for the hot pot noddle and I would say it was good. maybe only too spice. I couldnt eat up because it was a portion for 2 people, Im sure. I also had a berries smoothie and it was really. I was told it was with coconut water.
The place is a good health food option and next time I would try the quinoa+pulled pork lunch box — it smelled heavenly!

Really good and health food here. They are in this wide long industrial looking space which I great around lunch time as leaves plenty of room for the busy Q. It can look busy there but the line actually moves fairly fast
I got the beef brisket hotbox which is a beef brisket shredded with beans rice and salad. Its gorgeous ! a few cut up bits a bacon in the rice aswell which is nice
The portions are big enough aswell I couldnt finish the hotbox that I got. it was 7 € and odd for the hotbox which means its just a little bit expensive for what it is if it was closer to the 5 € mark I could see myself eating there every day