I spent the weekend in Kildare chomping on various pieces of pig. Well, that’s after I left work here on Saturday afternoon. We headed up to a friends farm where we dined on pork belly and cracklin’ and all sorts of good things. I’m getting hungry again just thinking about it.
Slow roasted pork belly that was finished on the barbecue, makes for some excellent crackling. Potato salad (potatoes from the garden) with homemade mayonnaise and a touch of mint was the most delicious thing ever. Bottles and bottles of wine - last count 14 empty bottles - plus gin and vodka and a dry, warm evening meant we could sit outside and enjoy ourselves.
The next morning there was more food in the form of home-made black pudding and sausages - from the same pigs - and fresh eggs collected from the chickens that morning and a jug of bloody mary to ease away the hangovers.
There’s truly nothing better than good food, good wine and good friends.
