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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

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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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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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Photo Credit: Tracy Rhodes on Flickr

With March 17th fast approaching it’s hard to know what’s Irish and what’s not…unless, of course, you’re living in Ireland. Green beer, four-leafed shamrocks, corned beef and cabbage, wearing green…these are often touted as being Irish but they’re not. They’re Oirish (pronounced oye-rish). Oirish has nothing to do with Ireland except that it’s a term, coined by not-so-amused Irish people, to describe anything associated with tourists or the tourist trade in Ireland that paints the country as the land of blarney stones and leprechauns. It probably started back in the 70’s when well-intentioned visitors would arrive to the Emerald Isle by the (airplane) load wearing Kelly green trousers and greeting locals with “Top of the morning to ya”.

In all my years of living in Ireland, I’ve never heard an Irish person use that phrase to greet someone. They may say, “Are you well?“, “How’s Kim? ” or even just a simple “Good morning.”, but that’s about it. Strange how the image of the Irish culture outside of Ireland has gone so awry when, quite literally, millions of Irish people have left the country and populated other countries for more than 100 years.

St. Patrick’s Day Ireland 2010

For the record, Saint Patrick’s Day, also known as Paddy’s Day (and not Patty’s Day), is a religious holiday celebrating the life and teachings of St. Patrick. Most people will go to Mass in the morning, attend a parade in their local village in the afternoon, and have their tea (supper) in the evening. They will not be eating corned beef and cabbage. More likely they will eat bacon (Irish ham) with cabbage and potatoes or roast pork or lamb with mashed potatoes and a veg (vegetable). My good friend Linda will be serving her family roast lamb, smothered in garlic and olive oil, with roasted veg and mashed potatoes. In our home it would be (and will be) ham.Truth is, there really isn’t a “traditional” meal for St. Patrick’s Day that gets served by every home throughout the country.

As for the other two popular Oirish traditions, here are the facts:

Drink: No self-respecting Irish person drinks green alcoholic beverages on Paddy’s Day. Instead, if they do head to the pubs, they will be drinking Guinness, Murphy’s, Harp, Smithwicks, Carlsburg, Budweiser (yes, Budweiser), Bulmers (an alcoholic beverage made from apples), Jameson and Bushmills (whiskeys). The men will typically drink “pints” and the ladies will have a “glass”. If you’re out with friends, you’ll buy in “rounds” (the practice of taking turns buying a drink for everyone in your group) or else you’ll be seen to be “mean” (cheap).

Shamrocks: A shamrock is not the same thing as a four-leaf clover. If it has four leaves, it is not a shamrock. The shamrock became synonymous with Ireland due to the teachings of St. Patrick. Legend has it that Patrick used the humble shamrock, which grows wild in Ireland and only has three leaves, to describe the Catholic teaching of the Holy Trinity (Father, Son and Holy Spirit). Today, Shamrocks are blessed and given out after Mass on St. Patrick’s Day and they are often worn on a shirt or jacket lapel for the day. Irish people do not typically wear any other “special” green attire on the day and they do not practice the tradition of pinching someone for not wearing green.

If you’re seriously interested in having an authentically Irish St. Patrick’s Day (and you happen to live in America) here are my suggestions:

1. In the morning go to Mass.

2. When you get home, serve a real Irish fry-up for breakfast. That would be eggs, rashers, sausages, black and white pudding, grilled tomato, soda bread with jam and butter and tea (Barry’s Gold Blend is our favourite).

3. Find a local parade to attend.

4. When you get back home, serve a traditional Irish supper (recipe below is from my mother-in-law), toast your true Irish roots and, for dessert, serve a lovely warm rhubarb pie with a dollop of hand-whipped cream.

Slan!

Irish Bacon & Cabbage with Boiled Potatoes

Serves 6

4-5lb/2-2.5kg shoulder or loin of bacon, with a thin rind of fat still on the meat (this MUST be Irish bacon…see below)

4 tablespoons honey

10 cloves

1 head of cabbage, outer leaves trimmed, cut into quarters

1-1/2 pounds New Potatoes, scrubbed clean

Directions

1. Cover the bacon with water.

2. Add the honey and cloves and slowly bring to the boil.

3. If the bacon is salty, a white froth will form on the water. If this happens, change the water and start again. Keep doing this until the froth no longer appears. Allow the water to come to the boil and then simmer gently for 20 minutes to the pound or 45 minutes to the kilogram.

4. About 30 minutes before the bacon is fully cooked, add the quartered cabbage and allow to cook until the cabbage is tender and the bacon is fully cooked.

5. Remove the bacon to a cutting board and cover with aluminium. Remove the cabbage to a serving dish, add a generous dollop of butter and some salt and pepper to taste, and put in a warming drawer until ready to serve. Remove the cloves from the pot.

6. Add waxy New Potatoes or small potatoes to the pot of bacon water, making sure to remove or add water such that the potatoes are nearly but not completely covered, and bring to the boil. Once the water boils, turn the heat down, cover with a lid, and simmer for 30 minutes or until the potatoes are fork-tender. Drain and season with salt, pepper and butter to taste.

7. To serve, slice the bacon and bring to the table with the cabbage and boiled potatoes.

Notes:

This recipe only works with Irish bacon…please don’t try this recipe with something that’s not been cured in Ireland. If you live outside the country, try to buy the bacon from an Irish shop in your area or buy it online from an Irish supplier. In North America, I have bought this cut of pork from a website called FoodIreland.com.

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Hot on the heels of the recent blog I did about Stuff Irish People Say (to Americans) and Stuff Americans Say (to Irish people), here is a blog by Bazpierce. It’s similar in theme and pretty funny…best of all, you get to hear the Irish accent so well (even if his American accent isn’t the best).

Bazpierce, I wish I could have figured out how to contact you before posting your videoblog…so sorry, but I’m new to all this and I didn’t want to set up a YouTube account in order to reach you. Thanks for the laugh!

As for the question, “How many pudatoes do you eat in one day?”. Well, I can’t answer that exactly but I do know (thanks to the Irish Potato Marketing association and the Food and Agricultural Organization of the United Nations) that Ireland’s potato consumption per capita is 120kg. Compare that to America, where it is 63kg and Belarus where it is 172kg. Incidentally the figures for the U.K., Estonia, Rwanda, Portugal and Russia were all in line with Ireland.

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