It's Easter Holy Week in Ireland, and being immersed among a deeper see of Catholics than almost anywhere besides Vatican City, i'm intrigued at the faith and traditions that move this country and make it rich and sincere. The place is full of beautiful sites, ancient history, interesting people and daily cultrual conundrums of curiosity… Continue reading A Dry Day In Ireland a.k.a “No Pints Friday”
Sunday, 23 March From the start of this trip a stillness comes over my mind as I try and reason with myself on this odyssey ( I'm guessing this is a coping mechanism and really im just in shock). Though I'm struggling a bit due to my lack of italian, gaining my bearings with cultural… Continue reading No Via Francigena But Plenty of Angels & Artichokes
“On a silver dish the Christmas pudding reposed in its glory. A large football of a pudding, a piece of holly stuck in it like a triumphant flag and glorious flames of blue and red rising round it. There was a cheer and cries of 'Ooh-ah.'" (The Adventure of the Christmas Pudding', by Agatha Christie)… Continue reading ….And To All A Christmas Pudding
After a sensational whirlwind week in Paris with the best girlfriends from back home, the tranquil life of the Alsace region was a welcome respite. We all hopped a train on Thursday and headed east for a bit of country scenery, splendid food and wine traveling in Alsace. The eight of us shoved ourselves and… Continue reading Absorbing Alsace & Needing A Babel Fish
A cold and rainy Sunday in Westhoffen France marks the first of a few weeks i'll spend in this tranquil and beautiful place. The Alsace region of France is the France less travel and the true gem of the Rhine River Valley. This 80 mile Route des Vins on the German border is a continuous… Continue reading My Sunday In Alsace
I left the shores of Ireland, a notebook brimming with half scribbled stories of even more Irish tastes and delights to be completed upon my return, only to arrive in London and experience immediate sensory overload. The diversity of inhabitants and the offerings available are boundless here and there is so much to explore in… Continue reading First Taste In London Town
It's Easter Holy Week in Ireland, and being immersed among a deeper see of Catholics than almost anywhere besides Vatican City, i'm intrigued at the faith and traditions that move this country and make it rich and sincere. The place is full of beautiful sites, interesting people and daily cultrual conundrums of curiosity . One… Continue reading The Easter Flame or “No Pints” Friday In Ireland
Being in and out of Ireland over the past few months, I've really grown comfortable in this familiar but foreign land, due mostly in part to the warm folks that make up this ancient land of faith, passion, and pride. And on no other day of the year will you sense all that with an… Continue reading No Better Place To Be For St. Paddy’s Day!
A sunny day in Ireland, so I took full advantage and wandered a wee road trip out to the very small hill top village of Ardcath to see a man about a sheep. I had the pleasure of meeting Derek Brangan and his sons at a recent Wild Game Potluck Dinner. A country girl at… Continue reading A Day At the Farm…Dinner Inspired!
One of the many reasons I decided to revisit Ireland this month was to attend the annual Game Night Dinner at Dolly Mitchell's Pub, and was it ever a night to remember ! Winding my way through the back hall of this century old roadside pub, crossing out the back door and into a barn… Continue reading A Taste of the Wild Side
Every conceivable cliche' of love known to civilization is at it's maximum use potential today, as love and admiration become a tangible commodity. I could ramble on about the gross exploitation of emotion and contrived gestures of appreciation...but I won't (your welcome) I will however share a bit of history on the day (with an… Continue reading Goatskins, A Martyr & Homemade Pizza… Ingredients For Love
16th century Danish nobleman and home-brewer of sorts, Eske Bille may have originally only had intentions of improving the herbal elixir left over from the Black Death but little did he know he was to be the forefather of the original snaps/schnapps otherwise known as Akvavit to the Danish. This smooth beverage gains it's name… Continue reading Feels Good & Tastes Heavenly! Akvavit !!!
One of the wonderful friends I've met while here in Slane is Eamon. A tall, strapping, football loving Irishman, who's family has lived on the Hill of Slane in the shadow of the historic ruins since the 1930's. Growing up running the hills with other village boys, battling with wooden swords among the stone walls, throwing… Continue reading Brown Bread on The Hill
The Shepard's Pie is a loved dish throughout Ireland and across the British Isle. It's origins stemming from the Middle Ages when minced meat pies were in favor. Most likely the invention of a frugal housewife, the term "Shepard's Pie" is not seen in a written context until 1870, according to The Oxford Companion To… Continue reading A Poor Man’s Dish, That Every Man Loves