My hubs Damon is a born California boy, but his family roots are of Irish decent. A very outgoing man that from day one has always had the “gift of the gab” (My very own Chatty Cathy) – Yes theres never a dull moment. Over the years we have traveled back to Ireland a number of times and it’s has become a very special place to the both of us.

On a recent visit trip back to Dublin I was amazed to find that this city is bursting with new eateries that has produced many new “foodies” looking for the next best eat. There is so much more to Dublin “Food Wise” than Fish and Chips, Potato Leak Soup and Soda Bread. I was able to visit the new food hall at the Guinness factory that offers an array of unique eats all made with Guinness Beer! Here are some of the delicious sights and tastes that they had over there.







  • I wanted to steal this sign for my kitchen 






  • My Jameson Whiskey Infused Hot Chocolate 





  • Irish Wit & Humor

So let me let you in on something the Irish are very funny, caring, passionate, tenacious, hospitable and kind people you will ever want to meet. Some of my most gut wrenching laughs happened after hearing some of these hilarious sayings – they are so true to life in Ireland. I hope you enjoy them as much as I have.


Irish Diplomacy…

Is the ability to tell a man to go to hell so that he looks forward to making the trip.

The Mouse on the Barroom Floor

Some Guinness was spilled on the barroom floor

when the pub was shut for the night.

Out of his hole crept a wee brown mouse

and stood in the pale moonlight.

He lapped up the frothy brew from the floor,

then back on his haunches he sat.

And all night long you could hear him roar,

‘Bring on the goddam cat!’

An Irishman’s Philosophy

In life, there are only two things to worry about—

Either you are well or you are sick.

If you are well, there is nothing to worry about,

But if you are sick, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you will get well or you will die.
If you get well, there is nothing to worry about,

But if you die, there are only two things to worry about—
Either you will go to heaven or hell.
If you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.

And if you go to hell, you’ll be so busy shaking hands with all your friends
You won’t have time to worry!


  The Way We Tell a Story

(Pat McCarty 1851-1931)

Says I to him, I says, says I,

Says I to him, I says,

The thing, says I, I says to him,

Is just, says I, this ways.

I hev’, says I, a gret respeck

For you and for your breed,

And onything I could, I says,

I’d do, I wud indeed.

I don’t know any man, I says,

I’d do it for, says I,

As fast, I says, as for yoursel’,

That’s tellin’ ye no lie.

There’s nought, says I, I wudn’t do

To plase your feyther’s son,

But this, I says, ye see, says I,

I says, it can’t be done.







What Shall I Say About the Irish?

The utterly impractical, never predictable,

Sometimes irascible, quite inexplicable, Irish.Strange blend of shyness,

pride and conceit,

And stubborn refusal to bow in defeat.

He’s spoiling and ready to argue and fight,

Yet the smile of a child

fills his soul with delight.

His eyes are the quickest to well up with tears,

Yet his strength is the strongest

to banish your fears.

His hate is as fierce as his devotion is grand,

And there is no middle ground

on which he will stand.

He’s wild and he’s gentle,

he’s good and he’s bad.

He’s proud and he’s humble,

he’s happy and sad.

He’s in love with the ocean,

the earth and the skies,

He’s enamoured with beauty wherever it lies.

He’s victor and victim, a star and a clod,

But mostly he’s Irish—

in love with his God.



The Irish…

Be they kings, or poets, or farmers,

They’re a people of great worth,

They keep company with the angels,

And bring a bit of heaven here to earth







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