First night in Ireland following lead from friend at Stone Park in BK....John Virginia Jeanne and I went to see Frank and Marian's place in Doolin. Welcome to Ireland where the scenery and Beer and kindness and music reveal themselves within minutes of Shannon...but this is the vestibule to Irish comfort and good food. This is the cottage in a farm like setting miles from the cliffs of MOHER. ...Where a lovely lassie (daughter?) presents sweet cuisine. Outside cows roam. Inside we know we four are about to have a fine trip. If only the driving wheel were on the left side and the roads were a wee wider.
The tomato soup went well with the ubiquitous brown bread. The minipizzabites were a welcome starter. And John's Lamb was bah bah delicious and tender.
My fish sampler offered a local shrimp salmon and bass and scallop array. The lemon sorbet desert was followed by a bill so simply presented and modest that the urban weights of NYC commerce rose gently off my shoulders. An instant brogue embraced my tongue ...never before had i wished more that I could sing. Luckily John could and soon did along with the music makers at the pub down the street.
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| crepe tower with veggies |
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| jeanne john virginia |
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| PUB Music |
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| CLIFFS OF MOHER |
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| we 2 |
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| Crepe closeup |
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| varied sea dwelllers |
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| Lamb |
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| Her soup |
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HERSELF
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