Brother Hubbard was one of the first of the excellent cafes that have sprung up over Dublin during the Recession, bringing a welcome break from the tired overpriced panini of the Celtic Tiger. It serves breakfast, brunch and lunch on weekdays, and brunch on weekends, as well as lovely tea, coffee and cakes throughout the day. Their lunch menu consists of soup, sandwiches and Ottolenghi inspired salads, while brunch has a Middle Eastern flavour with dishes like Eggs Menemen and a brunch plate of hummus, vegetables and feta. They recently expanded into the premises next door, allowing a much better chance at getting a table.
While the food is excellent, what I like most is how genuine and friendly this place is. It’s independently run and its owners are in there behind the counter day in and day out. I appeared for brunch one day during a powercut, and the staff valiantly continued to serve whatever dishes could be made by gas stove, and gave everyone coffee or cake as a thank you when clearly all the trouble had been theirs.