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Avoca Handweavers is my absolute favourite shop  in Ireland. Set up originally in 1723 in Co. Wicklow, as a co-operative for farmers to spin and weave their wool, the mill thrived through the early 20th century and fell into disrepair in the 1960s. It was bought by a Dublin solicitor, Donald Pratt, and his wife, Hilary, in 1974 and has grown from one to ten stores, selling fashion, food, homewares and jewelry. It is not the place you go for twee Irish caps and Aran sweaters. Not-at-all (sounds like not-tat-all) this  is a modern-day Irish lifestyle store and foodhall.

Colourful, unique, fresh, delicious are words to describe today’s Avoca Handweavers. An article in the Daily Telegraph (U.K.), likened it to “a cross between Anthropologie, J. Crew and Urban Outfitters with a large dollop of homespun Irish charm”. I’ve been to all three American stores and rarely buy anything, I have to disagree. Avoca Handweavers is not like an American chain clothing store. It’s far more unique.

I’m not the only one who loves Avoca. Judging by the lunch time crowds (think locals and busloads of tourists), it’s popular with shoppers and foodies alike. I often call in after dropping the kids to school to pick up something for dinner or meet friends in the cafe to share a hot pot of tea and a delicious dessert. Baskets of homemade breads, giant Mars Bar squares, beef stew, broccoli, feta, tomato salad…mmmm, it’s all so good.

When we headed east last summer, right across the pond, I brought the Avoca Soups, Salads and Tea Time cookbooks with us. Now, when we need an Avoca fix, I’m able to whip something up in my kitchen in America in no time at all. It’s not exactly the same but on nights like last night, when I was craving Avoca’s sweet potato and lentil stew, it was great to have to hand.

Put Avoca Handweavers on your list of places to visit the next time you’re in Ireland or checkout their online store for cookbooks, clothing, throws, scarves and more. And for all my Dear Friends who live local…have a slice of mile high meringue roulade with strawberries and cream for me.  Cheers!

Sweet Potato & Lentil Stew

Serves 6

Ingredients

25g/2 tablespoons butter

2 tablespoons olive oil

2 small onions, peeled and chopped

1 medium sweet potato, peeled and chopped

1 carrot, peeled and chopped roughly

2 sticks of celery, trimmed and chopped roughly

150g/1 cup puy lentils

½ teaspoon turmeric

1 teaspoon ground cumin

a pinch of ground cinnamon

3 cm piece fresh ginger root, peeled and finely chopped

3 garlic cloves, peeled and chopped

400g/14.5 oz canned tomatoes

1 litre/4 cups chicken stock

juice of one lemon

Directions

1. Combine the butter and oil over a medium heat, add the onion and sauté for 10 minutes without coloring.

2. Add the sweet potato, carrot, celery and lentils and coat in the oil.

3. Add the turmeric, cumin, cinnamon, ginger and garlic, toss so they are well coated and cook for 2-3 minutes, stirring occasionally.

4. Add the tomatoes and stock and season with lemon juice and salt and pepper to taste.

5. Cook for 30 minutes or until the lentils are soft and the sweet potato is tender.

Optional:  Puree briefly, so everything is chunky rather than smooth.  Check the seasoning, reheat and serve.

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If you’re out-and-about celebrating Cinco de Mayo or the Kentucky Derby tonight and you notice the moon seems unusually large, don’t worry it’s not the Margaritas or Mint Juleps going to your head: it’s the “supermoon” – the biggest moon of 2012. Appearing 14% larger and 30% brighter than normal, it will be at its most magnificent around 11.35 p.m. E.T. (3.34 a.m., May 6th, Irish time).

The scientific name for this phenomenon is “the perigee-syzygy of the Earth-Moon-Sun-system” or “perigee moon” for short. It is thought to have a slight effect on tides, dogs, and human sleep patterns but other than that there’s no chance of the supermoon posing a threat to Earth.

Assuming the skies are clear, the best viewing of the supermoon will be at moonrise or moonset when, thanks to the mystery of optical illusion, it will actually appear larger than it does when higher in the sky. In my experience, a supermoon looks especially impressive when rising up over a horizontal plane, like the sea, or peeking out from behind a distant object such as a mountain or tall building.

Since this is the first time our children are old enough to stay up and enjoy the magic of a supermoon (no wild Cinco de Mayo or Kentucky Derby parties for us), we’re planning a backyard picnic under the moon. We’ve got blankets and carafes of hot chocolate to keep us warm and, just in case we need a snack, I made Moon Pies with Nutella Cream filling. Hope you enjoy the night (sky)!

Moon Pies (recipe from Viola Goren’s book “Whoopie Pies”

Makes 25-30

Cake Batter

2 ¼ cups/300gm/10oz All-Purpose flour

2 teaspoons baking powder

4 oz butter at room temperature

1 ¼ cups/260gm/10oz sugar

2 teaspoons vanilla extract

2 eggs

½ cup/4oz sour cream or yogurt

Nutella Cream Filling

4 egg whites

1 cup/200gm/7oz sugar

3 oz butter at room temperature, cut into cubes

½ cup/4oz Nutella

Directions for Cake Batter

1. Preheat the oven to 350°F/180°C.

2. Line baking sheet with parchment paper.

3. Sift flour and baking powder in small mixing bowl.

4. Place butter, sugar and vanilla extract in a separate mixing bowl and beat until mixture is light and airy. Add eggs, one at a time, until everything is mixed well.

5. Gradually add dry ingredients and sour cream or yogurt to the butter, sugar, eggs and vanilla mixture.

6. Drop batter onto baking sheets, spacing evenly. Spread batter in approximately 1½-inch circles.

7. Bake for 7-10 minutes or until cakes are springy to the touch and a toothpick, inserted in the center of the cake, comes out clean.

8. Remove from oven and allow to cool completely on a wire rack.

Directions for Nutella Cream Filling

1. Pour egg whites and sugar into a bowl placed over a pot of hot water (double boiler). Stir constantly until sugar is dissolved.

2. Transfer to mixing bowl and beat on medium speed, then on high speed, until mixture cools completely and the meringue is set.

3. Gradually add butter and Nutella.

4. Mix well until the cream filling is smooth and uniform.

Directions for Assembly

1. When cakes are completely cool, spread the filling onto the flat side of a cake and top it with another cake. Press gently on top until filling spreads to edge.

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Have you ever had that feeling of something coming at you more than once? You know…someone tells you a story or you hear something on the radio and a few days later the topic comes up again at a lunch with friends or in an email. Well, the phenomenon is known as synchronicity and it’s officially defined as “an apparently meaningful coincidence of two or more similar or identical events that are casually unrelated”.  The term was coined by Carl Jung to explain meaningful coincidences”. Today I had one.

It’s probably wrong to say I had one because by the very definition of synchronicity there must be two or more occurrences. So let me be precise…in the last five days, ALS, a disease that slowly robs a person of his or her ability to walk, speak, swallow and breathe, has come to my attention more than once. The first time was last Sunday, while at church, and the second was this morning through a friend on Facebook.

Lou Gehrig, pride of the Yankees baseball team in the late 1920s

Do you know about ALS, which is often called Lou Gehrig’s disease? It is a progressive, fatal neuromuscular disease and the life expectancy of a person with ALS is, on average, 2 to 5 years from the time of diagnosis. Two to five years…that’s not nearly long enough to love your family, hug your children, kiss your spouse, laugh with friends, organise your life, say goodbye.

The cause of ALS is still unknown but the disease is not. May is ALS Awareness Month. It’s also the month that Will and Catherine Gowan of Nashville, Tennessee are asking one million people to go to YouTube and watch the video their dad created to raise awareness for ALS…the disease their mother, Amy Adams Gowan, was diagnosed with in October 2009.

The video above is 3 minutes long. It’s beautiful and sweet and uplifting. Please, watch it… it will mean so much to Catherine, Will, and their parents Robert and Amy. When you’re done, send it to someone else. Let’s make this a moment of synchronicity for more than just me…the goal is 1,000,000 people!

Thoughts and prayers are with the Gowan family and Jim Gonsalvez, a lovely man also fighting this disease. Thank you for helping, Dear Readers.

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It’s been weeks since I last wrote and during that time our little family have been out and about seeing the world. Some of us have gone north to dine at Alice Water’s amazing Chez Panisse restaurant, while others have travelled very Far East and walked the Great Wall. Together we all went south to hike Utah’s Bryce Canyon over Easter break, where the awesome beauty of the hoodoos inspired and delighted us. I’ve so much to share in the coming weeks about where we’ve been but first I’d like to quickly tell you about a lovely dinner party I was fortunate to be part of last week where, for a few hours, I was transported to Morocco.

The evening was hosted by a new friend who has an eye for style and a talent for throwing relaxing, fun parties. Everything from the Evite to the Marrakesh-inspired decor was simple but beautifully done. The gathering was for a group of women who couldn’t have been nicer and the event, unbeknownst to us, was to celebrate our hostess’ recent birthday. The drink was flowing, the food was spicy and warm, and the vibe was definitely North Africa. There was none of the horrible O.T.T. (over-the-top) Arabian-night costumes or cheap fabrics draped here-there-and everywhere. There were no belly dancers, exotic birds or camels. It was intimate evening, playing on the edge of escape, for time-starved friends who reveled in having the chance to get away without needing a passport.

Our hostess creatively established her sitting room (living room) coffee table as our dining area. She decorated with jewel-toned colours, candles and dishware. Over-sized cushions left on the floor, gave us a comfortable place to sit, eat and talk. The food (a gorgeous Orange-Ginger salad, two Tagines, a couscous and dessert) was delicious without being heavy and the pitcher of cocktails I brought, called The Morocco, complimented the meal perfectly.

As we girls sat on the floor, talking and laughing the hours away, I realized I was having a rare relaxing moment and so were the others. It felt like we were on holiday…without the hassle of packing and traveling! I am thankful to our lovely hostess for opening her heart and home to us world-weary women and giving us a magical Moroccan-night to remember.

Orange-Ginger Salad

Serves 4

4 large oranges

2 teaspoons Crystalized Ginger

1 teaspoon icing sugar (powdered sugar)

1/2 teaspooon ground cinnamon

fresh mint for garnish

Directions

1. Slice oranges into 1/4″ slices, cut off the rind and the pith (white bitter part), reserve some juice and discard two end pieces. Plate oranges.

2.  Sprinkle crystalized ginger over oranges.

3. Mix icing sugar and cinnamon. Sprinkle over top of oranges and ginger, as desired.  Tip: I use a small hand-held kitchen sieve for even coverage.

4. Pour reserved juice over oranges and garnish with mint.

Related Articles: To inspire your own Moroccan-theme dinner party.

http://www.designsponge.com/2012/03/behind-the-bar-with-jen-altmans-morocco.html

http://nectarandlight.typepad.com/nectar/page/2/

http://www.101cookbooks.com/archives/ginger-grapefruit-curd-recipe.html#comments

http://www.ehow.com/about_4607878_moroccan-themed-parties.html

http://www.skimbacohome.com/2011/04/backyard-party-theme-moroccan-nights/

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Everybody loves meatballs. Easy to make and oh so comforting when added to homemade spaghetti sauce, this Italian classic is always a favourite in our home. In fact, when I told the kids we were having spaghetti and meatballs tonight they let out a cheer!  Perfect as it is, you may wish to give it an Irish twist by substituting minced lamb for the mince (ground beef).  Enjoy!

Meat Balls

Serves 6

1lb/16oz/500 organic minced beef (or minced lamb)

1 free-range egg

2 Teaspoon ground turmeric

1 Teaspoon mixed Italian herbs

2 cloves garlic, peeled and crushed

1/4 onion, chopped finely

Sea salt and freshly ground pepper to taste

3 Tablespoons olive oil

Directions

1. Mix all the ingredients, except for the olive oil, together in a medium bowl.

2. Roll the meat into 3 centimeter/1½-inch size balls.

3. In a large pot heat olive oil over medium-high heat and swirl to fully coat the bottom of the pot. Add meatballs and cook until browned all over.

4. Remove the cooked meatballs from the oil with a slotted spoon and place on a plate covered with kitchen roll (paper towel).  Cover with another layer of kitchen roll to remove excess oil.

5. Serve as is or add to your favorite pasta dish or sauce.

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When I say, “Rice Krispie Treats” what comes to mind?

If you’re American you immediately picture a tasty, addictive,  marshmallow and rice cereal square. If you’re in Ireland you imagine something different. Such was my predicament a few years ago when, for my older daughter’s mid-week birthday, I sent her to school with a batch of…you guessed it…American Rice Krispie Treats. We weren’t in the classroom door five minutes when one little darling shouted out, “These aren’t Rice Krispie Buns! There’s no chocolate!!”

Hmmm…chocolate?

Yes, it turns out in Ireland our beloved Rice Krispie Treats, correctly called Rice Krispie Buns, are a delicious mixture of melted chocolate and rice cereal.

Flash forward to present day…earlier this week (can that be a flash-forward?)…Monday to be exact. My sweet third-grader asked me to speak to her class on all things Saint Patrick and Irish. With her direction, I brushed up on my edited-version of Irish history and Saint Patrick and prepared a 30-minute presentation. But what’s a presentation without a snack? Not much if you’re in third grade (third class or KG3 for my Irish readers).

Wanting our Irish-talk to be about all things Irish, my daughter and I decided to make…you guessed it…Irish Rice Krispie Buns. Together we measured and melted the chocolate and added the cereal. In a matter of minutes we were done and well on our way to taste-testing. Can I get a “yummmmm”?

The talk on Saint Patrick and Ireland went well. My youngest daughter and I are turning the talk into a children’s book and will start submitting it to publishers in the coming weeks. If we’re lucky enough to get it published we’ll let you know. In the meantime, whip up a batch of these tasty Irish Rice Krispie Bun Treats…they’re simple and delicious.

Irish Rice Krispie Bun Treats

Makes approximately 30-35 Treats

4oz/113g good quality semi-sweet or milk chocolate
3 cups/75g/3oz Rice Krispie Cereal

Directions

1. Break the chocolate into small pieces and melt in a glass or metal bowl over a saucepan of simmering, but not boiling, water.

2. Line a baking tray with parchment paper. Put 30-35 mini muffin cases on the baking tray in preparation of adding the mixed treats.

3. Gradually add the Rice Krispies to the melted chocolate and stir well to ensure the cereal is completely coated with chocolate.

4. Spoon a heaped teaspoon into each mini muffin case.

5. Cover lightly with plastic wrap and allow to cool completely before serving.

Note: For a nice Irish-American twist, add a cup of mini-marshmallows to the chocolate covered rice cereal and mix well. For an Irish surprise, top the treats with colourful Smarties (M&M’s).

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Well, Dear Readers, I think I’ve finally lost the plot! Two weeks ago I went to the gym…it’s been a while. Traveling back and forth between Las Vegas and the Rockies and running a busy household has kept me away from something I truly believe in – exercise. So, like I said, I went to the gym. I did an hour on a stationary bike and then decided to take a peek inside a “class”.

The class that was about to begin was boxercise, which sounded interesting. I entered the room and stood towards the back. As the ladies, and the one gentleman, filed in they greeted one another and checked themselves in the mirror. The age group was mid-twenties to mid-sixties: all in all a pretty strong-looking group. There was, of course, the amazingly gorgeous girls with the teeny-tiny waists, buxom bosoms, and form-fitting gear from Lululemon, and the uber-fit girls whose thighs looked stronger than a vice grip. The killer, however, was the 60+ woman who, when she whipped off her zippered athletic top, revealed upper arm muscles that would make Madonna jealous. Never mind, the gentleman who was clearly out of shape and out of his league, and the few “nice” ladies who stood to the back…they paled in comparison to the girls at the front of the room eagerly waiting the instructors arrival.

“Holy Mother of G__,” I thought to myself, “there’s no chance of me taking this class until I’m more fit.” Unfortunately, the instructor walked in just as I was about to leave. She kindly asked me to join the class, to which I declined. Instead, I asked if I could “audit” her class. She agreed, though she did strongly urge me (on more than one occasion) to jump in at any time.

As the music began, things looked promising. I can do this…or so I thought for the first five minutes of the warm-up. As the tempo increased, however, the exercise got serious…really serious.  One of the vice-grip-girls began jabbing and throwing upper-cuts and left and right hooks in a way that was reminiscent of a prize-fighter in the ring. When she pummeled the air with two fists it was with such intensity that I wondered who she was imagining was on the receiving end of her fury. She wasn’t alone. Everyone moved in perfect tempo and precisely: clearly this wasn’t their first time in this class. The gorgeous girls were frustratingly coordinated: they jabbed, ducked, dripped sweat and kicked butt without ever missing a beat. “Nope…gotta be in better shape to take this class, ” I thought to myself as I quietly slipped out the door unnoticed.

When did one need to get in shape before taking a class to get in shape? I mean, I’ve heard of cleaning your house before the housekeeper comes, but really…exercise too?! Sadly, it’s true. Or maybe, just maybe, I’ve finally reached the point where “no return” is starting to look dangerously close.

The last year-and-a-half I have not consistently exercised. I have: 1) lost my mother suddenly; 2) moved away from Ireland for a two-year stint; and 3) lost my grandmother to cancer. Between the grieving and the packing, unpacking and settling, I didn’t make time to stay in shape.

Well, no more excuses. The time is now. I bought a jump rope, a 5lb/2.2kg kettlebell, and a new workout outfit yesterday. I already have the runners (tennis shoes), the exercise dvd’s, and a local pay-as-you-go gym nearby. I figure it will take me a month before I’m ready to jump into that boxercise class…with a little luck, three weeks.  What about you? Are you in need of a personal tune-up? Care to join me? If so, let me know what your goal is and let’s work on it together.

Related Links:

Paul Katami Kettlebell Kombos workout

Gaiam workout dvds

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Today is Mother’s Day, traditionally called Mothering Sunday, in Ireland. To my lovely mother-in-law and sister-in-law (of triplets, no less), and my dear friends Linda, Jean, Catriona, Natasha, Susan and all the rest, I send love and best wishes from across the miles. Happy Mother’s Day everyone and God bless. xo Kim

The Silver Voice's avatarA SILVER VOICE FROM IRELAND

”Mother’s Day’ is not an invention of Hallmark cards, but in fact has its roots in ancient history. In Ireland, as in the UK, Mothering Sunday is celebrated on the 4th Sunday in Lent. In other parts of the world it is usually celebrated in March, April or May.

Celebrations of motherhood can be traced back to the Ancient Greeks and Romans. The ancient Greeks held a spring festival dedicated to Rhea, the mother of the Greek Gods Zeus, Poseidon and Hades. They also celebrated the  Festival  of Cybele, Mother of The Gods, at the time of the March  equinox and this was later adopted by Romans who celebrated it around the Ides of March ( March 15th  to 18th). Also in ancient Roman religion there is mention of the Matronalia when women got gifts from their husbands and daughters, husbands were expected to offer prayers for their wives and slaves were given a day off work.

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For all you Dear Readers who really don’t give a toss about whether your St. Patrick’s Day food, decorations and traditions are Irish or not this blog is for you! The following are among the best ideas I’ve found on the web to make your Paddy’s Day a festive one.

1. It’s Easy Being Green! 36+ St. Patrick’s Day Ideas for any Budget! on How Does She? – http://www.howdoesshe.com/its-easy-being-green-40-st-patricks-day-ideas-for-any-budget. Alison, Shelley and Missy are the Founders of How Does She? and their site is “all about the concept of gathering inspirational women together”. How Does She? has loads of adorable ideas and free printables for St. Patrick’s Day.

2. Guinness Float with Coffee Ice Cream, Whipped Cream, Salty Peanuts and Chocolate Syrup on thefader.com – https://www.thefader.com/2012/03/06/five-spring-treats-to-make-right-now/3/.  This recipe/story by Alex Frank, with yummy-looking photography by Alex Yen, and styling assistance by Hannah Schmitz, is enough to make me forget that I don’t enjoy the taste of Guinness and give this recipe a try. Could be a crowd pleaser for adults.

3. 17 Days of Irish Love on the Tiny Tiarahttp://tinytiaraparties.wordpress.com/?s=St.+Patrick%27s+Day. Nicola’s sweet site features ideas from across the internet and has one idea a day for the 17 days in March leading up to St. Patrick’s Day. If you’re planning a family party or having friends with children over, this site will surely give you some great decorating ideas.

4. St. Patrick’s Day Party Dessert Tablehttp://blowoutparty.com/blog/2011/02/st-patricks-day-party-dessert-table/. Nothing could be easier than a dessert party if you’re having friends over after Mass or the parade on St. Patrick’s Day. Cute and simple…what could be better?

5. St. Patrick’s Day Eviteshttp://new.evite.com/content/ideas/st-patricks-day. There’s still time to send a quick (and green) invitation to family and friends over the internet. Check out Evite.com’s Paddy’s Day designs. With more than fifteen to choose from, you’ll definitely find one to suit your event.

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Last week, just in time for St. Patrick’s Day, The Irish Times newspaper asked readers across the country to tweet their definition of Irishness. The title “Freckles, Fries and Philandering at Mass” says it all! Here is a reprint of the article:

Freckles, fries and philandering at Mass

Photo by Scott McDermott

#beingirishmeans calling all ATMs drinklinks – Michael Collins

#beingirishmeans having an Aunt Mary – Frankie Fitzgerald

#beingirishmeans you don’t have the foggiest idea of how to speak Irish – Raheen Jackson

Apparently #beingirishmeans accepting paying €36,000 each to bail out Anglo but despising #occupydamestreet for protesting about it – The Barbarian

#beingirishmeans the only Irish you can speak is “an bhfuil cead agam dul go dti an leithreas?” – Kain Devine

#beingirishmeans you owe more money than you could ever afford to repay without having borrowed it in the first place – Niamh Redmond

#beingirishmeans knowing Father Ted off by heart – Lorna mcGinley

#beingirishmeans You can say “Any craic?” to a policeman and you won’t get arrested – Niamh Manning

#beingirishmeans answering How are you? with How are you?. Foreigners never quite grasp that insist on saying how they are – Fiona McCann

Photo by Dan Noon

#beingirishmeans having freckles – Niall #beingirishmeans you’ve been greeted with “D’ya know who’s dead?” by your mother – Ellen Power

#beingirishmeans saying prayers in school daily, even though you’re athiest – Frankie Fitzgerald

#beingirishmeans enjoying a traditional Irish breakfast at any time of the day or night – Caroline Egan

#beingirishmeans nothing really. Other than buying into the view that there could possibly be an all-encompassing national stereotype – Cathal McQuaid

#beingirishmeans Being accused of being “D4” in a pub in London – Alan Duff

#beingirishmeans getting travel directions that consist of pub names, churches and roundabouts – Beano

#beingirishmeans watching the Late Late Toy Show every year regardless of your age – Diane H

#beingIrishmeans sympathy for fraudsters – Allan Cavanagh

#beingirishmeans that if Penneys ever closed, half the country would be naked – Gareth McGregor

#beingirishmeans we must persevere – Aidan O’Callaghan

#beingirishmeans every other nationality loves you. – sarah and grainne

#beingirishmeans everything to me!? – aCASTLEinFIRTHland

#beingirishmeans growing up thinking that olive oil was only used as a treatment for sore ears – Paul O’Kane

#beingirishmeans you complain about everything but never do anything about it – Adam Kane

#beingirishmeans going to Mass just to check out the talent – Charlotte Ryan

#BeingIrishmeans never having to say you’re sorry . . . oh wait no, that’s just the Government – Editor in Chic

#beingirishmeans our own words craic, banter, shift, feckin, cop on will ya, few naggins be grand, morto, skittin, jaysus, state of yer wan – zoey finn

#beingirishmeans throwing on the shorts and sunnies when it hits 17degrees cos u don’t know when it’s gona be sunny again – okee o keeffe

#beingirishmeans hating the winner of the €200 euro – marc synnott

#beingirishmeans having aunties that are actually “friends of the family” – ciara oneill

#beingirishmeans adj. (I·rish) 1. the ability to be your best when youre at your worst – Cathy Orr

#beingirishmeans knowing all the words to Fairytale of NY, never knowing a stranger (aren’t any), and not forgetting the green of Ireland – Pamela Boyd Shields

#beingirishmeans If there’s not some form of potatoes with it, then it is not a dinner – Linda Callaghan

#beingirishmeans you can mime the whole national anthem – Colm Keegan

#beingirishmeans at least one of your relatives holds political office – Sandra Purcell

#beingirishmeans Lying to everyone! Doctor: I’m fine thanks!. Priest: Nothing to confess. Garda: I wasn’t speeding. God: I believe in you! – Dermot Heaney

#beingirishmeans Great pride in our Nobel prize winning authors, but never reading their works – mell61

#beingirishmeans binge drinking you way into A&E on a Saturday night – Eleanor Tiernan

#beingirishmeans being in debt and indentured, till death and dentures us do part – brownbread mixtape

#beingirishmeans emigrating and suddenly developing an overblown grá for Guinness, hurling, the Irish language, U2 and Catholicism – David Mahon

#BeingIrishMeans It’s Paddy’s Day. Not Patty’s Day – Hugh Curran

Photo by Irish Fireside

#beingirishmeans that you most likely hate #eurovision but secretly watch the final every year – Ivor Connolly

#beingirishmeans you don’t wait for the lights to turn green when crossing the road – Johnny R

#beingirishmeans climbing Croagh Patrick just for the pints after – Pam

#BeingIrishmeans forcing children to play the tin whistle, or perform an Irish jig for all the relatives in the sitting room – Sarah Barrett

#beingirishmeans not actually living in Ireland. Sad truth! – laura masterson

In 2012, #beingirishmeans struggling to keep huge, lavishly-furnished houses. With no heat. – Mary O’Donnell

And the winner is . . .

#beingirishmeans emigrating because the country’s in tatters, and telling the world how much you miss it – Julia Cashman

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