Tank and Skinny's Seaside in Buncrana

No matter how often we visit, it's excellent, the view out over the Lough Willy be it a sunny day or stormy, the coffee, food and service is top notch

Where Buncrana’s sea whispers secrets to the shore, a seaside haven hums with quiet enigma. Lunch unfolds like a riddle, served by faces warm as hidden coves, their kindness a subtle spell. The food—sublime, woven from the region’s deepest flavors—unravels on the tongue. Cozy yet vast, the space holds you close, while the view, a wild tapestry of ocean and sky, guards its own mysteries. A place where heart and horizon conspire.

Delicious food and great sea view especially from the winter garden

Sunday morning breakfast tradition

Great location and staff. Had goats cheese with pears. Disappointed that serving was packed out with lettuce. Very little pear or goats cheese. Or other ingredients I’d expect.

Food is good, service is poor. They said coffee could come after the meal, then brought it first. They got side orders wrong and then didn't bring a subsequent order for a scone. We had to have it to go but then it came without jam. It's a shame, nice place but I wouldn't go back

Food was outstanding and very friendly vibe. Would definitely revisit

A beautiful spot for a casual dining experience. I had the vegan chip box and I really enjoyed it! The servings were generous and the prices were reasonable. You can also order to go, so we actually came back for an ice cream. I would definitely recommend a visit if you’re in the area!

Nice food and stunning scenery. Definitely NOT dog friendly though. No outside seating either. We had to sit outside in the drizzle with our dog and order from the take out menu...

🌟🌟🌟🌟🌟 **French Toast so Good It Made Me Weep (In Public, No Regrets)** I stumbled into this place a mere mortal. I left a changed soul—reborn through the power of golden, custardy bread sent straight from the breakfast gods themselves. If angels had brunch, this is what they'd eat... while humming Céline Dion and dramatically looking out a misty window. The French toast? Crispy on the outside, fluffy on the inside, and probably made with unicorn tears and whispers of childhood joy. The kind of bite that makes you question every life decision that led you to eat soggy supermarket waffles for years. The staff? Absurdly attentive. At one point I sneezed and someone brought me a warm towel, herbal tea, and a reassuring nod of solidarity. I may have accidentally joined a wellness cult, but honestly, I'm fine with that. 10/10 would legally change my name to Toasty McFrance just to feel worthy of their carbs. Go. Eat. Transcend. 🥖✨