Ufff. Is it time to get up yet?
I’m still in that bleary shadow-land of post-Christmas lethargy, not quite ready to wake up to the new year. So be kind and allow me to curl up for one more day and quietly ruffle through 2010, with its foodie trips that happened and wine-y trips that didn’t, its gatherings of bloggers at home and abroad, a rather triumphant (if I do say so myself) Paddy’s Day Food Parade, some award nominations (ooh, nice), being published in the Irish Times (even nicer), and the rollercoaster that was Project Food Blog.
Mostly, though, there were spuds. In calendar form, it would probably look something like this:JANUARY
In which I undertake a covert mission to the UK for seed potatoes. 'Nuff said.
Egg-baked potatoes? Don't mind if I do.
Time to get planting at the Organic Centre's Annual Potato Day
Musical - and whimsical - spuds
Sometimes chips are the answer. Now, if only I could remember the question...
The 2010 harvest begins: meet the newest spuds on the block.
Salt 'n' vinegar oven-dried crisps. Genius.
The world of the commercial potato grower revealed.
Lefse: facing the challenge (and reaping the reward) of Norwegian potato flatbread
Witness the flight of the boiled boxty dumpling
Guinness and potato 'risotto'. Sure who needs rice anyway.
2010 draws to a close and the Christmas roastie champion is crowned.