Probably the best thing to ever come out of Ireland....
It's Guinness. And boy do I miss it!
Drinking it over here in North America just isn't the same. Not by a long shot. It must be the water.
I enjoyed a pint of fresh draft Guinness in Dublin several times a week, and it went down like chocolate syrup. I love the stuff. It gets its rich, toasty, caramel-like flavours from heavily roasted barley. The fine-bubbled, creamy head is a product of nitrogen gas. It's an art form.
Last time I had Guinness was in Portugal.
Biggest mistake I have ever made. The keg must've been 6 months old. It was rough. Never bought it since...I don't want to spoil the clean, rich, delicious memories I have of it from Dublin.
I can settle at that.
This is inside the brewery. I don't know why the barrels read "raw" and "smells" all over them. Weird.
Of course there was fish & chips. I'm not a huge fan. The whole concept of working so hard to achieve a crispy batter and then dousing it with lemon juice to make it soggy confuses me big time. Don't get me started on that.
They have a traditional dish called Boxty which is basically a filled potato pancake. This one was rolled up around some delicious lamb stew - the lamb was incredible as it should be over there.
Check out the size of those mussels. Holy hugeness!
Then there are these guys. They produce the BEST milk you will ever have in your life. Like...EVER. When I was walking around Dublin I saw so many people chugging back cartons of milk like how you see us slurping back bottles of water and pop. I bought a jug and soon found out what the obsession was all about. Full fatty goodness. The cows are all grass-fed and the milk tastes like heaven.
Happy St. Patrick's Day to you!