OK, I’ll sum Dublin up quickly, since we were only there for three days, plus the food was so damn expensive we mostly just ate what was convenient and cost-efficient, not anything special. Or hell, maybe I’ll just reduce it to pictures. Our main priority in Dublin was to see as much as we could– pubs, parks, Kilmainham Gaol, Guinness Storehouse, Jameson Distillery, Oscar Wilde, Molly Malone. About half the time being outside was miserable because it was cold and/or rainy and/or windy. How are Irish people so damn friendly all the time? Perhaps the Guinness has something to do with it.
A Guinness postcard alongside a real Guinness… we are so very clever
Guinness, which we swore tasted better and smoother in Dublin than it ever has before. Perhaps it was just the psychological effect of thinking “It’s fresh here, it MUST be better.” But we also discovered that the only two places Guinness is manufactured in Europe are Ireland and Moscow, so it seems likely that the Guinness in Estonia indeed comes from Moscow, so yeah. Maybe that’s why it’s a little different there.
At the end of our Jameson Distillery tour, I chose to try a Jameson cocktail with cranberry juice and a lime wedge (actually it looks like a lemon wedge, but I swear it tasted like lime). The combination never would have occurred to me, but it was really good.
Irish breakfast! It wasn’t anything fancy, but it was included in the price of our hotel.
Like I said, sometimes we just ate what was convenient. I’m not proud.
Our real Irish dinner took place at the Brazen Head, which is apparently the oldest pub in Ireland and where we went 2 nights in a row to listen to Irish music. The atmosphere was great there– we really liked it. The day we went for dinner had been quite a rainy one, and I was tired and cold and so ready for comfort food. I got the Irish stew and J got bangers and mash. It was just what I needed.
Bangers and mash
The stew was incredibly simple and with a very good number of tender lamb chunks amongst the carrots and other root vegetables. And the bread… mmm. I’m not sure if this was brown bread or soda bread, but it definitely had that soda-y flavor that I found terribly addicting. I think the only reason I stopped eating it was because it was all gone.