Back when I was a teenager, I had to spend 2 days running a tradestand for Dad at an Udaras na Gailteacht trade fair in Connemara. Eyeball numbingly boring- handing out bumph on the company to disinterested passersby. The redeeming feature of the whole experience was the lady next to us cooking boxty samples. […]
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This is now our households favourite comfort food which is surprising since it contains a stinky cheese children would usually turn up their nose at. Last summer our french wwoofer Anne received a parcel from home with a very ripe Reblechon cheese in it and announced that she would make us a Savoie region […] |
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