For this particular journey, we opt for the thoughtful indulgence of a first-class ticket. Imagine a seat at a table, a small bottle of wine presented alongside a meal, all savored as the land blurs outside your window, a quiet satisfaction rarely found on Ireland's railway lines.
This entire evening functions as a single progression, the train arriving at Connolly by eight. We then take the ten-minute walk to Chapter One for a late tasting menu.
