When my Dad and his family immigrated to Canada from eastern Europe, they settled in a place called Limerick, Saskatchewan. I spent most summers there when I was growing up and had fond memories of doing so. Many of the most vivid memories surround my little Polish Grandma’s food-potato soup cooling in bowls on the oil-cloth covered table, freshly killed chickens fried in boiling lard- producing the crispest and juiciest chicken I have ever tasted, poppy seed rolls, prune dumplings served with melted butter and cinnamon sugar, thimble cookies filled with raspberry jam, oh my, I should stop now. None of memories connect me to Ireland, except that I have always longed to go to Limerick to see which community inspired the name of the prairie town that I came to love.
We dropped DK & PK off at the bus station for they were on their way to Cork for the day.
We were content to mosey around and passed by many Irish row houses with beautifully painted doors. (Door images to come in a separate post).
We continued along the edge of the Shannon until we had a view of King John’s castle.
We were too early for a major market day but we poked around at the Milk Market anyway, imagining what it would be like when fishmongers and vegetable sellers set up their stalls there.
We stumbled upon a place for a cuppa tea and the sun found a way to peak through the downtown buildings. We sat side by side and warmed up in the sun.
We ventured in and out of little shops until it was time to find some lunch. A local fellow who hovered around the front door of the lovely O’Mahony’s Bookstore where we spent quite some time (was he a hospitable manager, a doorman or a security cop?), recommend that we make our way to Chocolat which we found easily with his instructions.
We were nearing the end of our culinary adventures and so made our decision on what to order based on what was left on our “must try” list. For me it was Bangers & Mash and for D it was duck. We ordered and shared both.
The Bangers were made with pork and leeks and were perfectly grilled with onions and then placed upon a heap of creamy mashed potatoes. The savoury onion gravy was a lovely indulgence.
- The Aromatic Duck Salad was a tossing of pine nuts, mixed leaves and hoisin dressing. We loved the pepperiness of the endive which offset the sweetness of the hoisin.
We spent a lovely, but too short time in Limerick. Next time, well be sure to take in a rugby match (D even purchased a jersey)-go Munster go! We encountered a bit of a traffic snarl on the way back to Adare….
Kath’s quote: “No wonder you’re so bony Joe, and skinny as a rake. Well then, give us a bash at the bangers and mash me mother used to make”-sung by Peter Sellers & Sophia Loren