By Lola-Lu’s Kitchen
The world of Lola-lu’s Kitchen has been quiet online of late, but having been busy this summer with work (both of us) we’ve been taking our holidays late. Lola was off on a Las Vegas California adventure – while I headed to the Wild West (of Ireland!)
Here’a few food highlights from my travels in the van with Delo from around Connemara and Mayo. We’d the most amazing time, staying in some beautiful remote spots with the most incredible views. Travelling in September found some of the more popular spots quite deserted.
We caught and cooked some fish (not the tastiest fish, but we caught it, so by god we ate it!) We gained some fishing advice from an old fisherman on the pier, which gave us the boost we needed after fishing fruitlessly for several hours.
|The Old Fishing Hole|
|Getting accustomed to cooking in the dark!|
The Connemara Smokehouse – sitting on the farthest reaches of Ballyconnelly. Populated with a healthy population of seagulls. They can tasting tours with advance notice. The place has a puzzling small chimney for a ‘smoke’ house! We just called in on Monday morning and bought some fresh organic smoked salmon, which we had for breakfast on brown bread with coffee. It was divine – a lovely subtle smoked salmon that melts in the mouth. They also have a special smoked tuna – maybe not ideal for breakfast but I’ll pick some up next time I’m there.
|Breakfast is served|
Smokehouse View and the SeaAfter a long cycle the following day we bumped into the old fisherman unloading a small currach on the pier, having spent several hours at sea that morning. I asked him if he’s had a good day and his response was “ah everyday is a good day for me now’ which was just such a wonderful sentiment – expressed so genuinely. After a little chat he asked would we like some crab claws. Of course we said yes and he produced a large crate of crabs and gave us a huge pot full of claws for our dinner, and looked for nothing in return. So happily we set off from the pier and off to False Bay – a spot where my mum used to take us to play in the waves, with huge basket of tuna and egg sandwiches!
|Clab Claws by Day|
|Clab Claws by Night|
|Omey Island – Access via sandbank. Minutes later up to our axels in sand with the tide rising! Not funny, got towed out by some friendly druids, not a happy 20 minutes of my life|
|Cliften Arts Week|
|Detail of Glowing Castle Tower|
|Master of Ceremonies|