Cafe D’Jaconelli

Yeah, that’s right, greasy spoon gets five stars. Here’s why…
Visited with my 4 yr old, who, having a thimble sized bladder required a toilet. This place is tiny, seats about 15, so there is no customer toilet. However, the wee fella must have looked suitably desperate, and the staff graciously allowed him to use the staff facility. We did need lunch, so decided to try the place — if anything by way of a thank you for a disaster avoided.
This place is a wee Glasgow Institution. There aren’t many places like this around anymore, and I personally think thats a shame. Far too many sterile, faceless multinational eateries churning out the same dull, beige sustainance.
This, as you may guess, is a no frills Scot/​Iti old school café. They serve Mac cheese, chips, rolls with sausage, chips, burgers, chips, fry ups — oddly served with no chips. The wee man had macaroni cheese, loved it, and the chips. I tried the fry up, everything was delicious and perfectly cooked, served with buttery toast — no grease! A can of ice cold Irn Bru finished it off.
Ryan had ice cream — shocker! They make their own ice cream here — it doesn’t come out of a dispenser or plastic tub — this actually happens people. They made a great effort serving it on a bear-​shaped dish, with raspberry sauce, various sprinkles and a bear wafer. It impressed him a little — see the pic.
Über cheap, very cheerful and somewhere you need to visit. Oh, and there’s fresh coffee that isn’t emblazoned with the name Costa, Starbucks or Nero.

Well up to recently this was a nice café, open till 10pm, specials, variety of ice creams and more
Well I was so suprised the food is the same, no specials, only vanilla ice cream and closes at 5pm with new owners.
The place now is like the grove café and now Maryhill road lacking a decent café. I got told we only have vanilla ice cream and no raspberry sauce.
Not great anymore p

Aw, hey Café D’Jaconelli. How you doing? With your rolls, baguettes that turn magically into paninininiis when toasted, and seemingly endless parade of builders eating their lunch?
Here’s the thing. It’s a greasy spoon. But a fairly decent one, and pretty much corners the market in the area, which isn’t exactly brimming with options for the walk-​from-​work crowd.
Points for the ice cream (hurrah!) and being used as a film location. Oh also, really nice staff :)

So when it comes to the weekends, this Daddy does what all fathers with two kids and a back garden should do… open the door, kick ‘em oot and get the coffee pot on!
But I suppose it’s good to get out sometimes and show said children to world. With this in mind, we made the short journey to this place with ice cream (aye it’s cold, but you know!) in mind, but by the time we’d gathered up the troops, filled up the backpacks, bought emergency provisions and ensured that we’d not left a child behind in the house, the time was kicking along to around ‘tea’ time, so a collective ‘aye, why not’ was thrown into the air and we decided that Sunday would be a no dishes at dinner time day.
Right, long winded much? This place is cheap, easy, basic and piles on the calories. Dinner? How about a slap in your healthy living plan’s face with a trucker sized plate of macaroni cheese and chips, followed by a ‘The Big Yin’ icecream (to share of course!).
Two adults and two kids fed, watered and made to feel welcome for a shade under 20 notes… cannie grumble really.
Ok, so the quality of the grub was not outstanding, but for the prices paid and the amount dished up, you really can’t argue. It kind of felt like going to yer grannies for dinner.
Solid three. Nothing outstanding, but fills ra belly!