When I was a little girl I used to ask my Dada what he would like for Christmas. His reply was always the same, he asked for peace and quiet, every year without fail. And do you know what, I have finally realised what he meant, 30 odd years later!
My two boys are wonderful, full of life and energy and on some days louder then a flock of seagulls at the back of an abundantly stocked fishing boat. It is rare that there is a quiet five minutes in our house during the hours of 7am and 8pm with a constant chattering, shrieking, laughing, and the odd bout of crying. I am not complaining in the slightest as some people would give anything to fill their homes with such a sound, but it really does get to me sometimes. I spent the weekend not in tip-top condition, feeling like I have been fighting something invisible. Part of me shrunk away from the world and blocked out the rush that we all seem to be in, going where, will someone tell me?
I did stray out on Saturday briefly to visit a toy store (myself and a million others it seems) and again on Sunday to Farmleigh House to a food market. While the market was nothing really to write home about, (everyone seemed to be selling and eating hot dogs) I did manage to seek out a really nice pie from people called PieIrish. However there were free horse and cart rides, carol singing and a large amount of Christmas cheer to help things along.
My rescue came on Sunday afternoon when our Superhero friend stepped in looking for a certain two boys to help cut out gingerbread decorations. This allowed me a blissfull walk through St Anne's Park and then along the beach to Bull Island where there was a peaceful silence except for the cold breeze blowing in from the east. This well needed break in the fresh air has given me the appetite for life for another few weeks.
I found some really sweet, quite delicious apples from Tipperary and I also discovered a new French bakery on Moore Street called Paris Bakery. It looks really interesting and a further investigation of its wares is required but I did come away with a great Brioche. So these two purchases led to a super pudding which I think would be a great alternative for those who do not like Christmas pudding. It is rich and delicious without being too heavy. It is a regular bread and butter pudding except that I added a few layers of cinnamon buttered apples and toasted almonds, you could also add raisins or chopped dates perhaps. You could also leave all the added extras if you want a plaing bread and butter pudding.