Alive Alive Oh!

Alive Alive Oh!

I'm wrapping up my series of posts about our family trip to Ireland with Dublin, the last chapter of an epic adventure. Our stops along the Wild Atlantic Way exhilarated all of our senses. I will, for instance, always remember the bowl of mint pea soup I ate at an unassuming roadside tavern overlooking both [...]

The Cookie Lady kissed the blarney stone

The Cookie Lady kissed the blarney stone

Subtly dressed as the Irish flag, our 85-year old neighbor Connie invited us to her house last weekend to eat pizza and shake shamrocks on her super fantastic molasses cookies. "I'm Catholic, I'm Irish and I'm senile," she announced cheerfully as we ducked under the large St. Patrick's Day banner that hung outside her door. [...]