These distinctive white and black signs truly are a symbol of Ireland, especially for those who now live far away from home. I’m delighted to say that once again these old Irish signs are being crafted in Ireland. Anthony Proctor, from Moone Co. Kildare started a new company called Old Irish Road Signs to recreate these treasured symbols of Ireland’s past. Today I’m thrilled to publish a guest post by Anthony, explaining his inspiration for creating these beautiful pieces. Anthony has graciously sponsored a giveaway for one lucky reader….. Read more and enter the giveaway here.
Ireland’s Wild Atlantic Way stretches from West Cork to Donegal, hugging the rugged coastline. Around every twist and turn of its rural roads, tourists can experience some of the most spectacular scenery in the whole wide world. Many words come to mind when trying to describe the sheer magnificence of this scenery – wild, untamed, breath-taking, dramatic, and dare I say it, the Wild Atlantic Way is just plain awesome……. Read more here.
Irish cheddar and mushroom potato bites are tasty little appetizers, that can even double up as a side dish. These versatile little morsels are perfect for parties, especially Irish themed celebrations. Preparation can be completed ahead of time. The only step required at party time is to pop them in the oven until the cheese melts with ooey gooey goodness…… Read more and get the complete recipe with step-by-step photo instructions here.
When the Irish arrived en masse to the United States in the late 1840′s, many settled in Southwest Baltimore City. What made Baltimore, Maryland so appealing to immigrants was the hope of finding work on the Baltimore & Ohio railroad. Today I’m delighted to sponsor a reader giveaway. The prize is a DVD, From Famine To Fortitude, produced by The Irish Railroad Workers Museum. It recounts the story of the Irish experience in Baltimore, and will appeal to history buffs, or Irish Americans with an interest in our ancestors’ journey……. Read more and enter the giveaway here.
I have learned many lessons since I first started blogging way back in October 2011. First and foremost, I now know that blogging is hard work, and involves a lot more than just writing. You must write, and write plenty, but that’s just the beginning of a blogging journey. Nobody will stop by to read my brilliant, and sometimes not-so-brilliant words of wisdom, if I don’t let it be known I’m sharing my insights. And how might I ask do I do that? Why social media and networking of course. The very words put the fear of God in me…… Read more here.
Beans on toast featured regularly on my lunchtime menu as an Irish kid – a simple, nutritious meal I’m quite certain continues to be eaten regularly by many Irish and English children. Now it’s not a menu item for school lunch boxes, but for midday meals served at home, beans on toast are just perfect. In fact, beans on toast may be found on breakfast, lunch and dinner menus in many Irish or English homes, especially when budgets are tight….. Read more here.
Ireland is a land of superstitions. Take it from me. I grew up surrounded by these superstitions. Pheasant feathers or lilac were never to be brought into my granny’s house. When visiting a house for the first time, we had to leave by the same door we entered. I could go on and on. In today’s post I hope to explore some of the reasons why I believe the Irish seem to be consumed by irrational fears and beliefs. Listing all of our crazy superstitions is a job for another day, so instead let’s try to focus on the great big why surrounding Celtic faith in the supernatural…… Read more here.
When I think of super easy starters, cucumber and shrimp appetizers immediately spring to mind. When it comes to party finger foods, these are fantastic. They also taste wonderful with brunch, or served as low-fat snacks. Even though I never tasted cold shrimp until I came to America, these super easy nibblers qualify as perfect Irish party food in my book. The secret is in the colors. These ingredients proudly boast the colors of the Irish flag – green, white and orange, so why not make them when celebrating St. Patrick’s Day….. Read more and get the complete recipe here.
On the hill of Howth in north County Dublin a secret pirate cove awaits would-be explorers, daring enough to descend one hundred and ninety-nine steps carved out of the sheer cliff face. In my post today, I once again hope to take you off the beaten path, and help you discover some of Ireland’s hidden treasures…… Read more here.
Galette is a French term for an open, free-form, rustic tart. It’s a perfect summer treat to use and display the beautiful fruits of summer in a totally delicious way. One of my favorite ways to build a galette is with a sheet of puff pastry. And remember, since blackcurrants are hard to find in the United States, blueberries are just as scruptious in this open-faced fruit pie…… Get my complete recipe with step-by-step photo instructions here.
Ruined stone cottages lie dotted across the Irish landscape, permanent reminders of Ireland’s emigrants, forced to leave their homes by famine, and eviction. Over one million people left Ireland in the years of the Great Hunger from 1845 to 1850. Every time I see the old shell of a cottage I think of Ireland’s diaspora. In today’s post I thought I would share a poem I wrote dedicated to Ireland’s exiles, who made their new homes in America….. Read the full post here.
Summer pudding, packed with juicy fresh berries, is one of my all time favorite desserts of the summer. This pudding looks spectacular when plated, giving the impression it’s a pretty complicated recipe, but making this classically English dessert is so much easier than it looks. It’s so easy in fact, I think it’s a perfect recipe for beginners….. Read more and get the full recipe here.
Today I’m delighted to introduce you to a new Irish Tour Company, specializing in taking tourists off the beaten path, to discover a hidden Ireland. As you all know, I love to talk about all things Irish, especially little known, out-of-the-way places in the land of my birth. When Deborah Feery of Irish Essence Tours contacted me about her new company’s dedication to creating customized vacations, focusing on personal experiences, and fulfilling clients’ dreams, I knew this company may be a perfect match for some of my readers….. Read more here.
The rose is not widely known as a symbol of Ireland, the shamrock being more famously associated with the Emerald Isle. However, in centuries past The Black Rose was sometimes used as a code word for Ireland, when English law prohibited direct references to Ireland as a nation. I came up with the idea of sharing some rose photos while examining the symbolism of the rose in Irish culture, literature, and song. The rose is more closely associated with England, but in today’s post I’ll explore why roses may also represent Ireland. And so, here are my top ten reasons why roses make me think of Ireland……… Read the full post here.
In traditional Irish cottages of days gone by, the kitchen was the central hub, witnessing the busy comings and goings of daily life. The turf-burning hearth was the focal point. I have lovely, peaceful memories of my own granny’s kitchen. When I was a very young child a black kettle was constantly boiling, hanging from a pot hook over the open flames……. Read the full post here.
“My Ireland” is a place of love which invokes a deep sense of identity. “Mother Ireland”, as we so lovingly call her, will always influence my state of mind, no matter where I wander. She instills in me a life-long feeling of connection. “My Ireland” is a collection of stories and memories that have shaped my life.
“Memories, converted into stories, can become a monument of sorts
to the remembered.”
- Christy Kenneally
“My America” is a place of acceptance, which invokes a deep sense of pride. I have chosen to live in a small state in the heartland of America. In Kentucky, we live outside the limelight, and may not be considered part of “mainstream” America. Here I present the stories and images of “My America” - Smokey Mountains, natural wonders, and great rural beauty. I have learned we are as integral a part of the ‘Real America’, as our more famous urban neighbors. Welcome to my American Dream.
Slan agus beannacht leat!
(Goodbye and blessings)
Irish American Mom