Christmas in Bethlehem (ok it's Glenariff)
I am sorry for the unexplained absence and I am sure you are all sick with worry that I have been snowed in or stranded and having to sleep in an international travel hub in Europe somewhere , but no, I have been safely tucked up in beautiful Glenariff suffering from a heavy cold and being well looked after by my parents. I have cooked precisely nothing for a week with the minor exception of my red cabbage for my Christmas dinner. Granny Rosie excelled herself once again with Boeuf Bourgignon, fish pie, butternut squash risotto, Christmas cake, meringues, wine, brandy and rather a lot of hot port with lemon and cloves. It was a week of pure laziness in front of the fire, and I argue, was well needed. The snow lay soft and deep all over the Glen which prompted my sister and I to hunt out some old turf bags (no fancy sleighs here) and head for the brays for some high speed fun and to admire the beauty of it all.
You can see the Mull of Kintyre 21 miles across the sea
Granny Rosie is taking orders for cute cable-knit children's beanies!
I love wrapping
I picked up my turkey and ham from Donal Kearney's this morning!
The view from Granny Rosie's new top window - fantastic
Avoid the Scenic Route in this weather
Proof of the temperature, although an incorrect date!
The M1 travelling south today, to be avoided at all costs
I will post up the red cabbage and apple recipe tomorrow as we have only just arrived back to Dublin and the house is freezing - it actually painful to write and the truth of it is I may need another hot port.
It took about 3 hours to slow cook the cabbage last last night and it filled the whole house with the smell of vinegar, cloves and nutmeg ... it is mouth-wateringly delicious and I am looking forward to it as an accompaniment to our Christmas day turkey but also perhaps some pork or duck before then.