Award-winning blog of Irish food writer and broadcaster Caroline Hennessy.
Bake / Do / Food for Friends / Irish beer & cider
by Caroline · Published August 21, 2013 · Last modified October 10, 2017
I didn’t eat potatoes until I was 30. Not voluntarily at least. Like almost every other Irish child I was weaned on milk-and-butter-rich pandy. But it wasn’t too long before I began to assert...
Lovely Lunches / Storecupboard Specials
by Caroline · Published July 17, 2013 · Last modified August 22, 2017
We were at a pre-wedding family get together in New Zealand some years ago, right before one of the Husband’s sisters got married – and I was checking out the buffet table. It was the...
“Is it warm spring, now, Mammy?” asked Little Missy this morning as she gazed out the window at sunshine while I scrabbled in last year’s boxes to find her a summer dress. As far...
Cook / Do / Food for Friends / Storecupboard Specials
by Caroline · Published April 19, 2013 · Last modified January 30, 2019
When we lived in New Zealand, I didn’t have very much money. After a close encounter with an Auckland courier truck and the consequent amnesia/fractured skull/broken collarbone it took a while to get my brain...
The horse-as-beef story broke when we were in New Zealand. As I skimmed through news from home, sitting in the sunshine, it all seemed very far away and, probably, the kind of thing that...
When I turned up early for my cookery demonstration at the Bulgaden-Martinstown Ladies’ Club in Co Limerick bar/venue/nightclub Bulgaden Castle (a spot I would have been well acquainted with as a teenager), there was already a...
It’s nearly Easter egg time but, with a wide range of dark, complex bars of chocolate now available, why limit yourself to its sweet side? A few years ago I spoke to chocolatier Willie...
Cook / Cookery Books / Food for Friends / Grow / Read
by Caroline · Published March 13, 2013 · Last modified October 5, 2016
It’s the time of year when every woodland walk is done with a nose cocked for the scent of wild garlic. When living in Dublin, the almost-rank smell of the late-season blooms was an...
