City Bounds Irish Pub Togher

Just what Cork needed - another Irish pub with delusions of grandeur. The City Bounds Irish Pub Togher sits there on the outskirts, trying to convince us it's not just another watering hole where dreams of sophistication go to die. And yet, against my better judgment and professional cynicism, I found myself returning. Multiple times. Let me explain this reluctant love affair.

First impressions of City Bounds Togher weren't promising. A modern pub in Cork? Please. We've got enough of those trying to balance traditional Irish charm with contemporary amenities, usually failing at both. The parking lot is suspiciously large and well-maintained - always a red flag. What are they compensating for?

But then you walk in, and... damn it. They've actually done something right here. The space is clean without being sterile, modern without losing that essential pub soul that makes Irish establishments worth their weight in Guinness. The multiple TVs for sports viewing are thoughtfully placed rather than plastered everywhere like some Vegas sports book wannabe. It's almost like someone actually planned this place.

The food - and I can't believe I'm writing this - is surprisingly good. Their chicken and stuffing sandwich (a pub standard I've consumed approximately 847 times across Ireland) somehow manages to distinguish itself from the crowd. It's like they actually care about the food instead of just using it as a sponge to soak up all that lovely beer money. The portions are generous enough to make you question if they've got their profit margins right - the Philly cheesesteak could feed a small village.

Speaking of the bar (because let's be honest, that's why we're really here), they've managed to strike that elusive balance between proper pub and modern bar. Yes, you can get your craft beers and cocktails if you're feeling fancy, but they haven't forgotten how to pour a proper pint either. The staff actually seem to know what they're doing, which in today's hospitality climate is about as rare as a reasonable housing price in Cork city center.

Live music some nights adds to the atmosphere, though thankfully they've resisted the urge to blast it at volumes that make conversation impossible. You can actually hear yourself think, which is either a blessing or a curse depending on your reason for visiting a pub in the first place.

The outdoor seating area is another reluctant tick in the plus column. It's actually pleasant, not just some sad collection of wooden tables thrown together when Covid forced everyone outside. Though in typical Irish fashion, you'll need to be brave or well-insulated to enjoy it most of the year.

Now, about the price point - it sits in that sweet spot where you can't quite complain but can't quite celebrate either. You're paying a bit more than your local, but less than those pretentious gastropubs in the city center that serve micro-portions on slate tiles. The value proposition actually makes sense, which is deeply unsettling for a critic used to questioning everything.

Let's talk about the clientele because it matters. City Bounds Togher has somehow managed to attract a mix that works - locals, office workers, sports fans, and people who actually want to enjoy their food rather than just inhale it between pints. It's busy without being packed, lively without being chaotic.

The location, on the edges of Cork city, initially seems like a disadvantage, but ends up being part of its charm. It's just far enough from the city center to avoid the tourist crowds but close enough to civilization to be convenient. Plus, that car park I initially sneered at? Turns out it's actually bloody useful.

So here's the thing about City Bounds Irish Pub Togher - and I'm gritting my teeth as I write this - it's good. Really good. The kind of place that makes you question your commitment to being cynical about new venues. Whether you're after a proper lunch, a few pints while watching the match, or just a reliable spot to meet friends, it works. And I hate that I love it.

Go ahead, visit City Bounds Togher. Join me in my reluctant appreciation of a place that had no right being this decent. Just don't tell them I sent you - I've got a reputation to maintain.