Haloumi salad
Is there anything in this world better than fried cheese? Really? I’m pretty sure it’s virtually impossible to beat, even with a super-long-great-big stick. I actually wonder what was going through Mr...
View ArticleHallowe’en barmbrack
It appears that Australians don’t do Hallowe’en. It makes a lot of sense; obviously October evenings in the southern hemisphere are a lot less cold, dark and, well, scary than they are back home. Which...
View ArticleChicken satay pizza
Oh dear, I seem to have created an uber-addictive and calorie ridden tour de force. Anyone who is on a diet, please proceed with caution. I’m pretty sure this harmless looking snack contains oh, about...
View ArticlePosh Lamb
Ohhhh, look at this, it’s poshness squared! I’ve never been mad about traditional roast dinners, I don’t really know why. I know thousands of people think a roast dinner is what makes a Sunday, not me;...
View ArticleUpside-down Christmas and New Year
Overindulgence (over|in¦dul¦gence). Noun. 1. the action or fact of having too much of something enjoyable: her alleged overindulgence in alcohol 2. excessive gratification of a person’s wishes: his...
View ArticleRoast baby squash with mozzarella and celery leaves
Since moving to Australia, one of my very favorite things is the abundance of interesting and seemingly exotic fresh fruit and vegetables. I know that sounds silly, and I don’t mean to diss fresh Irish...
View ArticleWonky heirloom Caprese salad
There’s a building right at the edge of North Sydney with a giant digital time and temperature display that I’m kind of obsessed with. Every morning, as I drive past, I mentally take note of the...
View ArticleUpsidedown Paddy’s day tricolour salad
Well it’s that time of year again, when the entire world commandeers my nationality and dyes everything green. Lá Fhéile Pádraig! Paddy’s day as an expat is a strange experience to say the least,...
View ArticleAutumn crème brûlée with spiced pineapple
Seasons are funny things, aren’t they? In Ireland we tend to have on average, oh, about two days of summertime a year. Three if we’re really lucky. When I was a student these days always conveniently...
View ArticleThe real reason I moved to Australia
Was it because the troika have taken over Ireland, and now you’re all poor? Or maybe, because you’re allergic to rain? Perhaps you just had enough of being called a culchie by all those Dublin...
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