Graig Garden in Graiguenamanagh-tinnahinch

A Kebab Worth Catching – 5/5 After a long, rain-slicked day of wrestling with stubborn northern pike in the gray churn of the barrow, I didn’t think anything could top the feeling of finally hanging up the waders. But then I cracked open the foil on my doner wrap from graig garden , and let me tell you—that was the real catch of the day. The moment I peeled back that steaming tinfoil, a wave of warmth and spice hit my face like a friendly slap from a Mediterranean breeze. Inside was a wrap that looked more like a rolled-up sleeping bag of joy—massive, heavy, and brimming with promise. The doner meat? Unbelievably tender, soaked in just the right balance of savory fat and spice, like it had been marinating for hours just to greet me personally. It wasn’t just food; it was therapy wrapped in flatbread. Each bite was euphoric—a crescendo of juicy lamb, tangy sauce, and crisp salad all hugging together like they’d trained for this moment. It didn’t just fill me up; it revived me. The rain, the wind, the pike that got away—all forgotten. If you’ve ever been cold, soaked, and dead tired, do yourself a favor: skip the pub, skip the shower, and go straight to Graig garden. That kebab doesn’t just feed you—it brings you back to life. (p.s workers are great but know a total of 10 words of English so be prepared ) 🎣🔥🥙