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Pastimes : Let's Talk About Our Feelings!!! -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: epicure who wrote (89689)	11/27/2004 5:48:55 PM
From: Grainne	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 108807

Yum!!! I wish I were somewhere in the British Isles right now, eating! One of my favorite things was the rice pudding in all sorts of flavors imported from England that sat by the yogurts in the refrigerator case. And they had cute little foldable spoons on top, great for picnics. And potato crisps! Just thinking about them . . . I had a little bag every day. I see lemongrass has arrived in Scotland. Very interesting--flavors from all over the world are finally getting there. I remember when only Vietnamese and Thai food had lemongrass. I had heard that Irish food was a bit stodgy, and the same claim has been made for Scottish food, but I was so pleasantly surprised. Everything is wonderfully fresh over there. Well, perhaps not strawberries. You can buy them canned, which I thought was strange. The growing season is so short, and we were there in spring, too early for fresh ones. Ireland was filled with daffodils, growing at the side of the road, in fields, yards, everywhere. There were flocks of sheep in the fields, it was just before Easter, and my daughter was a teenager but naive about how popular lamb is over there, and kept asking where all the baby sheep went--some herds had them and some did not. We had rented a house on Valentia Island, quite a long ways from the airport I can tell you, and after what seemed like two days flying the drive there was sheer endurance. We were all exhausted, my husband was not used to the steering wheel being in the wrong place, and he broke the side mirror smashing into a light post and then just froze in the middle of a village intersection with lorries and cars and a donkey cart all around him because he was so tired he forgot which side of the road to drive on. I have no idea how we made it safely, except that life is slower there. Pudding is what they all call dessert all around the islands. They usually abbreviate it, like when my husband was very young and not long gone from Ireland, he would say what's for pud? Abbreviated, like cuppa for tea. Sticky pudding sounds great. I had found a recipe on an English site some time ago I wanted to try and marked it. This one has dates, though. I wonder if dates are as authentic as raisins in it? parsleysoup.co.uk