You might think that my first taste of Ireland was fish and chips or Shepherd's Pie, but you would be wrong. It was an airport cappuccino at 5:45 a.m. at the Shannon Airport, right next to the Dan Dooley Car Rental.
The other night I had a pound of organic grass-fed beef thawing in the fridge, and it had been the third springtime snowstorm in a week. What to make?...