The Irish Club is on Elizabeth St, almost directly across the road from the butt-end of the Wintergarden foodcourt. Parking is accessible at Wintergarden and Myer Centre if you're looking for decent rates, but let's face it. You're going to an IRISH CLUB. You're not driving home. Except I was, so I got to be designated dave.
Ambience ***
It's like an RSL for seniors who're too good for RSLs. If you don't know what to do when you walk in, prompt the receptionist who will advise you to sign in, after which stand there for an awkward moment before gaining eye contact again. Do I need to do anything else, pay, or? No? Ok, go back to what you were doing, I'll just wander around on my own til I find a table.
The chairs are armed and comfortable, but the carpet and walls give off that sports/ RSL feel. The walls have big flatscreens with tacky inhouse advertising gracing some, music videos on others and one or two with sports. There's an expected club gambling presence with what seemed to be 'poker night' on one side of the main floor, an empty pool table and dart board tucked into the left just before the steps which lead you up to the bistro. Is it called Bunratty? Ok, I may have just given away that I've no Irish heritage. But bun and rat in the name of a bistro? Eeeeeeh, no.
Service *****
It's cashier service at the bistro, but one area for the food and cutlery and a separate bar. We had the good fortune of going on 'schnitzel night'; they have a special for each weeknight. We also had the good fortune of watching a self important eldery lady order before us, demand to be given a further member's discount on the already 'special' price because they hadn't advertised that members' discounts didn't apply on ALREADY DISCOUNTED FOOD (just to give you an idea on how understanding she was, amongst her choice of loud words were 'false advertising' and 'I've been a member since the 80s'). I had to hold back from rolling my eyes too much because I was taught to respect my seniors - who, fair enough if they're on a pension should try to pinch as many pennies as possible, but this is a place she's been paying to be a member at for how many years? Anyway, there was another group of ladies behind us who asked cuz 'is she trying to get a discount on the discounted food', to which cuz said yes, and they had their own bemused giggles about it. Satisfied that she'd rattled the cashier and made herself a hassle for the supervisor, the woman left and we ordered our food. The cashier easily switched back on her smile (good on her!) and progressed with our orders (you choose your schnitzel - beef, chicken or veal, your sides, and your schnitzel topper) without any problems.
Back at our table, we jabbered away for maybe 15 minutes before the food was served; I did hear from the service area that our sides (his was chips and salad, mine was steamed veg and mash) were mixed up, but we'd both ordered beef - just with different toppings so I wasn't bothered when I saw the tiniest amount of tomato sauce evidence on my plate that they'd just switched schnitzels (say that five times fast!). Heck, if I'd been in the kitchen, I would have been sorely tempted to do the same!
Food ****
Ok, take into account it's schnitzel night ($11 or $11.50 a pop) and the fact it's hard to mess up a schnitzel, the chefs didn't disappoint - it is what it is. The mash was a highlight for both cuz and I - well done, there! My cuz and her bf had asked for gravy instead of the choice of the three toppers and had gotten a good amount of the very flavoursome stuff (so I'm told) without any fuss. She also wanted me to express her gratitude for the veal option - she was very happy with that. My plate was beef schnitzel with 'chef special' topper (avocado, cheese and hollondaise), hubby's was beef schnitzel with parma topper (ham, tomato sauce, cheese). There wasn't too much veg, maybe a little less than I'd have liked, but for the price I was looking at quality over quantity. The avocado 'sauce' was spread excessively, as was the cheese, the chef could have saved himself a couple of cents there, and the cheese could have been a bit crisper on top rather than just melted - not hard to accomplish with a sally.
Drinks ***
I don't know if they've broken happy hour, or whether this is the biggest benefit for members (who pay $44 annually to get their benefits). We non-members were paying $26 for three drinks (two Bulmers ciders and a Super Dry) between getting there ~5.15pm to ~7pm and then 'after' happy hour, or after dinner, rather, we were paying $27 or $27.50? Yes, there were four of us, and no I wasn't drinking as I'd driven to work that day. The drinks are served well, though, even heads all round, good amount of ice in my cokes (but pass on the double straw act, thanks), and the staff are fairly quick at picking up empty glasses. They weren't busy, though, so it was good to see they were keeping busy by looking after the side jobs between drinks orders. read more