I ate here on a late night while walking around on Culture Night. My American counterpart in Dublin spotted it. We had been meaning to make it out to this famous fish and chips shack.
The signs said the Vikings stopped here to eat Leo Burdocks, a historically inaccurate and made-to-be funny claim. Another more accurate sign showed the many celebrities who had frequented the place. A skim through “The Lonely Planet” guidebook said Leo Burdocks was a little overblown as a standard of fish and chips, but charming nonetheless.
And I must admit, there was something charming about getting the greasy fish and chips in a paper bag, doing a balancing act while finding a place to sit outside Christ Church and eating the food before it burned my lap or got soggy and cold.
I think the place would be 1,000 times better after a few drinks. The greasy nature of the food would compliment a night out at pubs perfectly.
As an added bonus, the price was very moderate at around 8 euros for a large fillet of fish and generous portion of fries (chips).