Upon arriving in Cork, my wife decided to take a nap. To kill time and to acclimate myself with the city, I took a walking tour around the city center. Along the way I had the ubiquitous Guinness, bought some books (both a short history of Ireland as well as a history of the Seattle Mariners, of all things), checked out Oliver Plunkett Street (presumably not related to Jim), and noted the prevalence of shopping opportunities.
I did not take a good roll call for restaurants, so when it came time for dinner, we had to essentially start from scratch. There were fast food restaurants. There were pubs. But we had tired of the latter, and not willing to stoop to the former, so we found ourselves searching a little bit. Finally we found ourselves at Ting Sing, which would be our second Asian excursion in a week (the other being a Thai restaurant in Dublin, which didn't go so well).
Happy to say that this choice was considerably more productive. Yes, it was a bit humid, and the restaurant was obviously pressed to make its patrons (and employees) comfortable. And there was a group of women who didn't seem to realize that yes, they were in a restaurant, and not everybody appreciates it when they block aisles so that they can gossip. But the food was damn delicious - I don't care if it's 'authentic' or not (side note: That has to be the lamest comment made on Yelp - or elsewhere - as long as it's good, I really don't care if it qualifies as authentic). I ordered red chicken curry, which filled me belly as well as I could've wanted, and washed it down with a Wicklow Wolf, yet another offering I need to look up in the states.
So, by and large, Tung Sing is a pretty decent option in Ireland's second largest city. read more