When I drank whiskey, one of my favorites was Jameson's. Or Old Bushmills. Or Tullamore Dew. Or Clontarf.
Corned beef is fine, but cooked cabbage just rips me up.
When I went to Ireland, several years ago with 30 some women, we went on a tour of the Jameson's Distillery.
Neat place, they gave out free samples, too.
Really sucked to be the only sober one in the group - IN IRELAND!!!
The tour was the morning after we arrived, and many of the them were having jet lag. Nothing worse than being with some old women - who are slightly bitchy on "nice" days, who are tired and had several shots of Jameson's.
We got out of there, were headed - uh, herded, I mean...towards the downtown area for lunch. They turned a corner and I kept going straight, after telling my "roomie" who was the tour organizer...I would see her back at the hotel.
I went and walked through a bunch of antique shops, had a little snack, walked through a Mark and Spencer's grocery department ( I was in heaven!!) and walked into a pub. Apparently not something done by single women in the mid-afternoon. At least not in this one. Nor do they sit at the bar.
Once I finally got waited on, I was delighted to find a lovely vodka. Met several very nice Irishmen, and a couple of very flirty Englishmen and their sons who were there for a soccer match.
Had a delightful couple of hours, took a cab back to hotel. And walked into the group of even more tired and bitchier women. Wishing within two minutes, that I could have gone back to the pub.
