I was extremely tempted to post this picture, along with a note that said simply “gone fishin’.”
And fishing is exactly what I was doing yesterday from a boat such as this, at the very edge of West Cork in Roaringwater Bay, on a day when the bay, thankfully, did not live up to its noisy moniker. It was, instead, a picture of grace and calm, interrupted only by the occasional flip-flopping of a freshly caught mackerel, each of whom had clearly had other plans for the day before becoming hooked and then briefly, and gloriously, airborne, followed by a final plop into the communal holding bucket. Baked, later, in the embers of a wood-fired clay oven on Heir Island, there could have been nothing sweeter to eat than those fish. It was the kind of food – and the kind of day – that sends you to bed happy.
Today will see that wood-fired oven pressed into even greater service, with a much-anticipated day of kneading and rolling and baking ahead at Heir Island’s newly established Firehouse Bakery and Bread School with owners Patrick Ryan and Laura Moore, and upon which I shall report in due course.
Having thus neatly, in the space of a weekend, taken care of loaves as well as fishes, what you might wonder – given my well-established predilection – of the spud? This is where, from my point of view at least, things may possibly get even better.
Tomorrow sees me staying in this corner of the country for the start of the Taste of West Cork food festival which takes place in and around Skibbereen and which, it gives me great pleasure to report, is making a particular point of celebrating the spud this year. If you’re in the Skibbereen area this Monday the 10th (that would be tomorrow in other words), head across to the Liss Ard Estate for an evening of potato-based discussion and debate, with some spudly drama and tastings thrown in. Speakers include Éanna Ní Lamhna, President of An Taisce and regular contributor to RTÉ’s ‘Mooney goes Wild’, food historian Regina Sexton and, yes, I will be there too. I also hear talk of potatoes on menus and rumours of an attempt to enter the Guinness Book of Records for the most varieties of potatoes baked and tasted in one place. Chances are I might never leave.
Skibbereen a beautiful part of the world, and last I was there a bit ago, full of sunshine and blue skies, can only hope for the same for your adventures into the taste of West Cork festival. We had a post wedding event at the Elton hotel and although the salmon was lovely, the creamy potatoes were the star of course. Your posting of pleasant days on the sea off West Cork has me putting my pennies in a jar to save up for another trip over,
Cheers,
Brian
It is a beautiful part of the world, no question about it Brian. Whenever I’m here, I wonder why I don’t make it down more often – no wonder so many people fall in love with the place and simply stay.
Hi daily spud, I would ask you read my post today on my site, respectfully,Brian.
Done and with pleasure Brian.
How did your presentation go? Love any excuse to head to Liss Ard!