LOL, I just watched Jimmy Kimmel's video response to "I'm F*cking Matt Damon". Okay, that has to be hands down the best response video EVER. That was actually pretty funny. And if for some reason you've been living under a rock for the last few weeks and haven't seen either video, go to youtube and check them out.
Last night was another fun night out on the town. I went to The Porterhouse with a few folks, which is one of the only brewerys in Dublin (well, small-scale breweries.....we all know what the big Dublin brewery is). Anyway it was nice and I had a few and got to bed at a decent hour still which is how I know I'm a grownup now--the "decent hour" part adds to the quality of the evening. Ah, to be aging...
Anyway, this weekend is meant to be sunny and warm in Dublin, so I'm going to get out for a little photography. There's lots of gorgeous sites in the city and I've been meaning to post some pictures of Dublin so you can see what it looks like!
Also this weekend I'm going with Stephen for an Irish fry, which is also called a full Irish, which is also called breakfast. We've got a place on the corner called Cappucino Bar which yes, serves capp's but also has a sunny veranda on the street for reading and munching and they have a fabulous short order menu too. It's funny, I was sitting there reading last Sunday with my coffee while a couple next to me shared a plate of fries and I looked up and thought "ohmygod its a coney!" YAY, the Dublin version of a coney island! Very exciting.
As far as this full Irish is concerned, let me tell you what the story is on that. So Irish people love their big greasy breakfast more than anyone, and it's widely heralded as the cure for the common hangover. There is a great culture about frys and they are consumed on weekend mornings en mass.
An Irish fry consists of the following:
Last night was another fun night out on the town. I went to The Porterhouse with a few folks, which is one of the only brewerys in Dublin (well, small-scale breweries.....we all know what the big Dublin brewery is). Anyway it was nice and I had a few and got to bed at a decent hour still which is how I know I'm a grownup now--the "decent hour" part adds to the quality of the evening. Ah, to be aging...
Anyway, this weekend is meant to be sunny and warm in Dublin, so I'm going to get out for a little photography. There's lots of gorgeous sites in the city and I've been meaning to post some pictures of Dublin so you can see what it looks like!
Also this weekend I'm going with Stephen for an Irish fry, which is also called a full Irish, which is also called breakfast. We've got a place on the corner called Cappucino Bar which yes, serves capp's but also has a sunny veranda on the street for reading and munching and they have a fabulous short order menu too. It's funny, I was sitting there reading last Sunday with my coffee while a couple next to me shared a plate of fries and I looked up and thought "ohmygod its a coney!" YAY, the Dublin version of a coney island! Very exciting.
As far as this full Irish is concerned, let me tell you what the story is on that. So Irish people love their big greasy breakfast more than anyone, and it's widely heralded as the cure for the common hangover. There is a great culture about frys and they are consumed on weekend mornings en mass.
An Irish fry consists of the following:
- Fried eggs
- White pudding (not shown--pork offal in sausage casing, sliced and fried) and Black Pudding (white pudding with ox blood in it)
- Rashers (bacon)
- Sausage
- Sauteed mushrooms
- Toast
- Juice (not part of the fry, but consumed with it)
- Tea with milk
- Brown bread........optional.
- 1/2 a fried tomato. MANDATORY. No one knows what to do with it. Usually gets accidentally eaten in the middle of some other bite.
And that's your standard fry. Sometimes there's baked beans on the side to have with your toast or sometimes there isn't white pudding at all, but basically it's the same wherever you go. England, Scotland and Ulster (northern region of Ireland) have their own frys, and they all vary a little. A very little. And yet, these people are so married to their frys, I wouldn't be surprised to see a fight break out between a Brit and an Irishman debating a proper full breakfast!
Oh man, droolworthy. I'm so heading down to my Irish coney island (can I call it O'National?) this weekend!
Well so, have a good Thursday! Think delicious thoughts!
Oh man, droolworthy. I'm so heading down to my Irish coney island (can I call it O'National?) this weekend!
Well so, have a good Thursday! Think delicious thoughts!
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