I think you've probably gathered by now that Cafe Paradiso featured largely
heh. Not so pretty. Tripe, and drisheen - the eviller version of black pudding
like it says - buttered eggs. Never seen these before. Apparently, they're eggs dipped in butter (no, really?) straight after they've been laid. They then keep for about 6 months, and give the eggs a rich, buttery taste. Sadly, I didn't get to try any. I'd be interested to know if this is just a Cork thing, or an Irish-wide thing - anyone?
corned crubeens. Cork-speak for trotters, obviously.
fabulous local oysters
fabulous local samphire and fish....
... which looks like this.
if you don't like fish, you can have cake. This was superb - moist and tangy and luscious. From the Joup stall, should you ever be wandering through
But back to the fish. Fishy Fishy Cafe, in nearby Kinsale.
al fresco dining at Fishy Fishy. These guys are hard. It wasn't warm. It wasn't even sunny.
Fishy Fishy oysters. Cr*p photo due to low light. Sorry. But they were the best oysters I've ever eaten. And I've had a few. Oysters, that is.
Fishy Fishy oh-s0-delicious clams in ginger, lemongrass, and chilli. Same excuse for poor photo.
The Other Diner made it through to dessert. Not fish pannacotta, but vanilla pannacotta with plums.
I can't ever remember seeing a 'victualler's' shop before. Wonderful.
The hardest cat in Kinsale. Do not mess with him. He may only have one eye, but he's a born killer.
in Kinsale, it was impossible to walk more than ten yards without coming across more yummy things. And eating/drinking them.* (*delete as appropriate)
the views weren't bad, either...
see what I mean?
they don't worry about colour co-ordination in Kinsale. Strangely, though, it 'works'
back in Cork. Old and new - St Finbar's cathedral behind the River Lee, and Jury's Hotel