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Desserted in Ireland: Queen of Tarts, Dublin

Posted July 12, 2013 by Asia Camagong in Travel
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uPaul’s Drag Race. Snow White’s wicked stepmother. Wendy Williams.  Queens never disappoint.  Whether you’re seeking breakfast, lunch, dessert (or a cure for PMS), Queen of Tarts stands as a holistic answer. On the outside, the bright red entrance stands out amongst neighboring businesses. If you’re lucky to not be one of the people waiting outside in line, you’ll see the interior design can only be compared to that of a tea party minus stuffed animal guests.

Teacups and vintage plates decorate the walls, along with red, heart-shaped clues revealing the café’s cheeky play on the Queen of Hearts. Charming, warm, sweet, and irresistible. This is how I could briefly describe Queen of Tarts without using profanity for emphasis.

Tiered trays display a wide selection of homemade scones, cakes, and cookies behind glass. Based on appearances alone, Queen of Tarts presents itself as both welcoming and comforting. It looks and feels, quite frankly, like sunshine.

While offering delicious sandwiches and hearty breakfasts, Queen of Tarts is widely known for its desserts. For €4.95, you can select from a variety of tarts, crumbles, and cheesecakes. The hot blackberry and apple crumble comes with sweet cream and powdered sugar. The tartness of blackberry joined by the sweetness of apple creates a flavor worthy of the instinct to close your eyes and moan shamelessly.

Pair dessert with a cup of tea served in an endearing red pot (€2.10 per person), because that pint of Guinness can afford to take a break (just this one time). Besides, if you’re visiting Dublin, the Guinness Storehouse is bound to be on the itinerary another day.

Address Book

Queen of Tarts Cows Lane, Dame Street, Dublin 2, Ireland.  Tel:+353(01) 633 4681
Queen of Tarts Cork Hill, Dame Street, Dublin 2, Ireland.  Tel:+353(01) 670 7499

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About the Author

Asia Camagong

It probably began the moment she compared her 3-month-old niece’s thighs to Pillsbury croissants. From a fancy gourmet McDonald's to a corner street taco truck, her stops prove that love bites. And biting back tastes so good. If it can be stuffed inside bread, drizzled in a sauce she can only dream of bathing in or sends that top pants button popping off, she knows food has been done right.