It is a testament to Paddy O’Connell’s superb selling skills that l would have bought his bags of granola regardless of what they actually contained. As it happens, Paddy’s O’Granola was well worth the investment, as my breakfasts lately will testify.
That granola was just one of the edibles either in my bag or in my belly following what was a thoroughly enjoyable visit to this year’s Taste of Dublin festival. The enjoyment was helped, of course, by the fact that the sun was shining. And there were lots of bubbles. Like so…
The Irish food world being the small place that it is, there were also lots of familiar faces.
Emerging from the official launch, I spied with my little eye Catherine Fulvio, demonstrating her own particular brand of Italian cooking, with charm and shots of homemade limoncello, an irresistible combination. Up ahead, John McDonnell from Wine Australia, complete with Aussie hat and boogie board, was pouring, while over yonder, that champion of Irish food, Peter Ward from Country Choice, was dispensing cheese and enthusiasm.
Everywhere else I looked, there was food.
Tapas-sized signature dishes on offer from a selection of Dublin’s best restaurants, though not for tapas-sized prices. This much has always been true of Taste of Dublin.
Yes, Taste of Dublin doesn’t qualify as a cheap evening’s entertainment (except, perhaps, if you have a press pass and, lucky me, I did). Yet it’s still popular enough to sell out, at least for the Saturday sessions, so there are clearly enough people left who can afford a bit of a food-related splurge. A cause for optimism, perhaps? If so, I should toast it with a few more drops of bubbly before I go…