[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]I’m a big fan of feeling like you’re a long way from home without having to drive hours to get there. I suppose that’s one of the great things about Dublin, the beach, the city and the country are all on our doorstep, so we’re spoiled for choice when it comes to weekends away. The other Elf’s (that mam and sis) and I all have pretty busy schedules with work, babies and travel so when we realised Killashee was only 45 minutes from home we booked in quick sharp.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3072″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Arriving from Dublin, even in Friday evening traffic was a doddle. While my mam went off to the spa to get a massage as a birthday treat, me and Trisha went for a quick run about in the grounds making the most of the nice weather. I’m sure some of the hotel guests had a right laugh at our attempts to do pull ups on the old goal posts but we definitely earned a glass or prosecco or three back in the room while getting ready. Reports from the spa at Killashee made us a bit jealous, as my mam strolled back in her robe completely blissed out. She said is was the perfect way to unwind after a hard week in work and the spa itself was lovely and tranquil. Our room was at the very end of the corridor so I think it may have been a bit bigger than standard, but the family room had twin beds plus another single and lots of floor space with gorgeous old wooden furniture. Maybe an odd thing to notice, but the room must have been recently refurbished because it was probably the best I’ve ever stayed in if I was rating it solely on the convenient and plentiful locations of plug sockets! A rarity in the hotel world, plus with two big windows it was nice and bright, another unusually good feature. If we were staying for more than a night, we’d probably request one of the mini fridges but instead we called down for an ice bucket and three glasses for a quick pre-dinner toast.[/vc_column_text][vc_raw_html]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[/vc_raw_html][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Killashee is an old Victorian country house which has had new wings built on, but lots of the original grandeur still remains. I adore the room that houses Turner’s restaurant, with its pale pink and green colour scheme and opulent soft furnishings.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3080″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]If the hake with samphire (I love saying that word) is on the menu, I strongly suggest you order it. Served with cauliflower puree, capers and almonds it was devine! We preferred the fish dishes to the steak and then the desert stole the show. Not one of us were remotely hungry after the main course but we went for both chocolate and cheese, because why not? The homemade honeycomb, Irish cheeses and red wine sealed the deal and nearly sent us straight into a food coma. I say nearly because we took a little detour to the bar for a quick night cap before bed and tasted one of the most expertly made (decaf!!) espresso martinis I’ve ever tried. Trust me, I’ve tried a lot of espresso martinis all over the world, so I was very surprised to find one of the best at Killashee.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3076″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3077″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3074″ img_size=”large”][vc_single_image image=”3075″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Breakfast is also served in Turner’s which makes a nice change from the usual purpose built breakfast bars in newer hotels. You can choose from the traditional Irish brekkie buffet, plus all the trimmings, and fresh pastries, fruit etc or order from the a la carte. We went for a bit of both to set ourselves up for a day of shopping over at Kildare Village which is only down the road from Killashee. The perfect end to a quick getaway![/vc_column_text][vc_single_image image=”3073″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row]
KILLASHEE
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]I’m a big fan of feeling like you’re a long way from home without having to drive hours to get there. I suppose that’s one of the great things about Dublin, the beach, the city and the country are all on our doorstep, so we’re spoiled for choice when it comes to weekends away. The other Elf’s (that mam and sis) and I all have pretty busy schedules with work, babies and travel so when we realised Killashee was only 45 minutes from home we booked in quick sharp.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3072″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Arriving from Dublin, even in Friday evening traffic was a doddle. While my mam went off to the spa to get a massage as a birthday treat, me and Trisha went for a quick run about in the grounds making the most of the nice weather. I’m sure some of the hotel guests had a right laugh at our attempts to do pull ups on the old goal posts but we definitely earned a glass or prosecco or three back in the room while getting ready. Reports from the spa at Killashee made us a bit jealous, as my mam strolled back in her robe completely blissed out. She said is was the perfect way to unwind after a hard week in work and the spa itself was lovely and tranquil. Our room was at the very end of the corridor so I think it may have been a bit bigger than standard, but the family room had twin beds plus another single and lots of floor space with gorgeous old wooden furniture. Maybe an odd thing to notice, but the room must have been recently refurbished because it was probably the best I’ve ever stayed in if I was rating it solely on the convenient and plentiful locations of plug sockets! A rarity in the hotel world, plus with two big windows it was nice and bright, another unusually good feature. If we were staying for more than a night, we’d probably request one of the mini fridges but instead we called down for an ice bucket and three glasses for a quick pre-dinner toast.[/vc_column_text][vc_raw_html]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[/vc_raw_html][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Killashee is an old Victorian country house which has had new wings built on, but lots of the original grandeur still remains. I adore the room that houses Turner’s restaurant, with its pale pink and green colour scheme and opulent soft furnishings.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3080″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]If the hake with samphire (I love saying that word) is on the menu, I strongly suggest you order it. Served with cauliflower puree, capers and almonds it was devine! We preferred the fish dishes to the steak and then the desert stole the show. Not one of us were remotely hungry after the main course but we went for both chocolate and cheese, because why not? The homemade honeycomb, Irish cheeses and red wine sealed the deal and nearly sent us straight into a food coma. I say nearly because we took a little detour to the bar for a quick night cap before bed and tasted one of the most expertly made (decaf!!) espresso martinis I’ve ever tried. Trust me, I’ve tried a lot of espresso martinis all over the world, so I was very surprised to find one of the best at Killashee.[/vc_column_text][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3076″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3077″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”3074″ img_size=”large”][vc_single_image image=”3075″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]Breakfast is also served in Turner’s which makes a nice change from the usual purpose built breakfast bars in newer hotels. You can choose from the traditional Irish brekkie buffet, plus all the trimmings, and fresh pastries, fruit etc or order from the a la carte. We went for a bit of both to set ourselves up for a day of shopping over at Kildare Village which is only down the road from Killashee. The perfect end to a quick getaway![/vc_column_text][vc_single_image image=”3073″ img_size=”large”][/vc_column][/vc_row]
