Stories Collected While Living in France
A lovely Sunday filled with driving around the countryside, looking into shops bought a wool hat, went to a chowder taste off with 26 chefs from around Ireland, drank stout, visited a fort with an old graveyard, snapped photos on the go, still wishing I didn't fall asleep in cars, ate way too much and still dove into a delicious raspberry scone.
What does chowder mean in Ireland? Corn, clam, or other things?
Thanks for sharing these great pics…love the stack of fabric.
That soup tureen is stunning!
Beautiful!
The colour of that soup!
sounds like my kind of day and love all those scarves! wool hat– lovely!
Aren’t holidays the best?
And a chowder cook off and scone too.
Oh my!
What delicious woolens (or “woollens,” as they say there)! I’ll take one of each 😉
Enjoying your vacation of Ireland.
Go raibh maith agat !
gosh, it is the emerald isle!
I forgot about the pay phone boxes with “Telefon” on them in that beautiful celtic font.
My favorite is the stack of plaid woolens.
I’m so sorry you fall asleep in cars! Missing so much! Maybe they should drive 100 feet, stop, wake you up so you can look around, then repeat. Would take a while to get anywhere.
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