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A Trip Down Memory Lane at Dingle Food Festival

Lovely Dingle, the view from our house

There are so many stories that I could tell you about Dingle. I could tell about the first dinner that I cooked for over 22 people at the tender age of 22. 22 mainly random people, randomly decided, in a youth hostel in Dingle. My friend Emma and I made Mexican food using what we could get. We didn’t do too bad a job. More importantly, we had a great time. It was a significant moment and one that was instrumental in getting me here.

I could tell you about the time that same summer when we went to beautiful Slea Head nearby, and a local fisherman whose boat had just come back in, offered me a huge crab and a pike. I quickly readied myself and we carried the enormous fish & crab in a blue plastic bag and tried unsuccessfully to hitch a lift the 10 miles or so back.

A gentle pint of Guinnes in the snug in Currans, Dingle, Ireland

One family from Northern Ireland stopped their car to enquire as to what was in the bag, and wished us luck. When they passed us on their way back later, they rolled down the window and roared “WHERE IS THE FASH?!” and delivered us back to our abode.

I could also tell you about the time, when diagnosed with anaemia and told to drink Guinness by my local GP, I ordered a Guinness shandy made with Guinness and Irish red lemonade in a Dingle pub and they almost threw me out. “It is bad enough that you ordered that in English and not Irish, I should throw you out for ordering it at all”. But I pleaded and they made me one. I remember thinking it was alright.

So many stories, let me start with something more recent, Dingle Food Festival last weekend.

Sig of Scandilicious and I, at our demo at Dingle Food Festival

I have an enormous affection for Dingle, a gorgeous seaside town on the west coast of Ireland, famously with over 52 pubs, one for each week of the year. So much so, when asked to write piece for  National Geographic’s Food Journey’s of a Lifetime, I wrote a piece on Dingle pubs some years ago.

To their food festival then, now in its sixth year. A food trail meanders the narrow streets of Dingle and harbour offering tastes starting at €2 a pop. Free cooking demos all day Saturday and Sunday (Scandilicious and I did one) and very reasonable workshops too (I did a bacon workshop to initiate the west coast masses to the joy of bacon fudge and jam).

Lots of live traditional Irish music in pubs throughout the day that you can enjoy between tastes, and lively locals, give Dingle Food Festival the edge.

Bacon Jam fudge in progress at Dingle Food Festival

We stayed in a very sociable and spacious rented house over looking the town, harbour and hills. Two dining areas and a big island kitchen meant that we could cook dinner as well as eat out – my ideal balance, I love having people around. Crab and bacon carbonara was one feature at home, using local crab and McCarthy’s smoked streaky bacon, sliced very finely to provide a bass supporting note. I will publish the recipe soon, once I have tested it thoroughly with less wine in my system ;)

Great scallops, setting the scene for my best meal of the weekend, at Global Village in Dingle

Our best meal was a great seafood dinner at Global Village, a name that somewhat disguises the great cooking inside. I was told it doesn’t matter, they are always busy. So, fair enough.

The girls were determined to wear their wellies

Pubs, we visited many, and lots of my old favourites too. A cosy afternoon hour in the snug in Curran’s, a swift pint at the bar at Foxy John’s, some traditional Irish music at tea time in The Courthouse and we finished the night with some more music at Flaherty’s. Who had been horrified at my Guinness shandy request many years later.

A stolen Sunday hour, post workshop, in the snug in Currans

I will be back. I heart Dingle.

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    • It did rain. So worth wearing wellies for 8 hours of dry weather first. (Only kidding – you were the clever ones :)

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  1. Hi Niamh,
    I’m always happy to hear what you’re up to!
    Took some out-of-town friends to Liverpool House (on the recommendation of your blog) and was very pleasantly surprised. The foie gras appetizer (on an English muffin topped with a fried egg) was so heavenly that I would have been content with that as my entire meal.
    So are you responsible for this supposed bacon shortage that we’re facing? It has to be that bacon fudge!
    Anxiously awaiting your next book.
    Cathy.

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    • So great to hear! Thanks for the lovely comment, Cathy. Watch this space re the next book. In the meantime, I will post recipes here :)

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  2. I found a programme for the food festival at work (in Cork) last week after the event. Definitely farming out the kids and heading there next year.

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  3. Am so keen to get up to Dingle- it looks sublime. I tried to book a jaunt there earlier in the year for our anniversary- I’d read terrific things about horse riding in Dingle- had visions of galloping over paddocks and rowdy nights in pubs. Sadly found out when I checked that there were no ponies in Dingle up to carrying The Hungry One and all his 6 ft 3 bulk. Maybe best to leave the riding for another time.

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    • That must be outside Dingle as it is news to me :) However, horses aren’t really my thing. The pub life is great and there are some lovely places to eat. Do go, sometime :)

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