Top of the Morning!

It's said that if you want to eat well in the British Isles you should order breakfast at all 3 meals. I don't know if that is true but it definitely sounds like a plan. For the lucky few who didn't go out and ruin their St Paddy's day by finding employment there's only one way to go...

Heart attack on a plate...Mmmm!

 I love me an Irish breakfast , you will need :

• Eggs, sunny-side please. 3 or 4
• Rashers (psst, it's bacon. Mmm bacon! )
• Sausage.
• Black pudding, Just try it, and... you don't want to know.
• White pudding. Ditto.
• Potato farl not to be confused with...
• Potatoes
• Beans
• Grilled tomatoes
• Grilled mushrooms
• Coffee
• Juice
• Scones

Since it's Saint Paddy's day...

• Jamison
• Guinness
• A town that opens early and the will to drink.
• Green clothes.
• Tunes.

Don't cook, go out and have people make it for you.

With all the banjos and fiddles you might notice a passing resemblance to bluegrass and country, and who's that opera guy you have in the video...? If you are a young-un and find this type of music unacceptable blast some DropKick Murphys and some Flogging Molly, but wait until breakfast is over. I'm old and I want my morning calm.



Joseph Plunkett, a leader of the Irish Republican Brotherhood, married Grace Gifford at Kilmainham prison in 1917. He had been captured after the failed 1917 Easter uprising. He was executed by the British the next day. Freedom isn't free. (Irony alert: The IRB became the IRA a group that blew up civilians as a hobby. They supported the Kaiser in WW1 and were neutral during WW2. When you're giving them the love tomorrow you might want to rethink your position on those horrible, being targeted by congress, muslims.  Good-guys? Bad-guys? I guess it depends on what kind of party you throw.)

Now pass the butter. Mmmm butter!