Showing posts with label Guinness beef stew. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guinness beef stew. Show all posts

Sunday, June 22, 2008

Warning: the following entry contains meat!

Still life: Dinner With Art Stuff.
But seriously, check out this Irish Stew recipe.
I tell you, I'm done with my tried-and-true Fannie Farmer
beef stew. This one contains a cup of Guinness and a cup
of red wine, along with the usual stew stuff. My god, when
I inhaled after adding all the ingredients, I could've expired
on the spot, it was that fragrant.

The winter that we seem to be experiencing here in Ireland
ceased for a few hours this afternoon and we rushed out
for a walk, accompanied by Jack-the-dog who brought along
a deflated blue ball that Paul threw, Jack fetched, etc.,
on and on down the lane. At one point, Jack picked up
a second half-ripped, deflated ball, and it became evident
that he wanted Paul to carry the blue ball back. Ha!
This is a smart dog, both when he's herding sheep
and when he's herding humans. And apparently we're
easy humans to herd. We obey. Baaaaa.

Saturday, June 21, 2008


I just took this photo and it's 9:44pm. It's night-time and
it's daylight AND it's completely socked-in AND it's the
first full day of summer. Whooda thunk? The rain isn't
very visible in the photograph, but it's been pretty unrelenting today.
And I'm sure you've all seen rain before. Duh.
A quiet day today, running errands in town, Irish coffee
at Matt Molloys. I've spent all evening working on postcards.
Patience! It's time-consuming and often vexing but at the same
time incredibly enjoyable. And I really don't wish to part with any
but since I've promised (and you know who you are!) I guess
I have to.

Supped on a homely little soup -- tomatoes, chicken broth,
onions, garlic, carrots, zucchini, potatoes, cannelini beans,
pasta, a shaving of grana, a sprinkle of herbs. I love that
this soup doesn't pretend to be anything other than what
it is. No point in dressing it up. I could do with some crusty
white bread, however. Should've baked. Tomorrow --
to go with the Guinness beef stew.