The Smoker

SmokerCough, cough, splutter, cough…….. Wheeeze, cough, cough, wheeeeezzeeee. Yes. That was me every morning. I used to be a very heavy smoker. Not that I have ever been ‘very heavy’ in the weighing scales sense. Nor in the deep thinking department either. That would have made me a very heavy, smoker. In plain language, I used to smoke a lot. An awful lot… Continue reading

Smoked Salmon Carbonara – No time to sit, nowhere to sit

Smoked salmon carbonara (1 of 13)I had laid my hands on a nice piece of smoked salmon. That is, I had fallen victim of subtle retailing tactics. I am a sucker when it comes to buying good food. “Something around one and a half kilos?”  Lisa, she of George’s Fish Shop, had suggested to me. Not wanting to look mean or less than masculine, I of course, accented. Continue reading

Need more time for cooking? Could speed reading help?

I was reading about speed reading today. By working at it, you can really improve your performance. Skim over sentences. Pay attention only to the important words. Let the meaning flow and you will rapidly learn to read and absorb information at a far quicker pace. I want you to try this while reading this post. To assist, I am going to put the important words in bold. Now, speed read on…

Gratuitous meat picture of sorts. Fish meat this time.

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Thumbs up for St. Peter.

They say that as one gets older, one tends to reminisce about better times in the years gone by. The summers were always sunnier, the fashions more fashionable and the food tastier.

Perhaps when I am at the stage where my last few friends will visit me to wheel my bath chair into the morning sun, I may begin to think this way. But, today, I still have my faculties (if not my follicles) so I know how much better things are now than back then. Continue reading

Wisdom? It’s my middle name.

Irish folklore has it that the Salmon of Knowledge, named Fintan, learned everything that he knew by eating the 9 hazelnuts that had fallen from the nine hazel trees above the Well of Wisdom in which he lived. The poet Finn Eces spent seven long years trying to catch the elusive fish. When he did eventually land it, he asked his servant, Fionn McCumhaill, to cook the fish but not to eat any of it. Continue reading