Eat Me

    Eat me #2: Hungry Hawks

    March 20, 2017

    It’s insane to talk about returning to the kitchen without mentioning my mother. My mother who taught me to cook and not just in the literal sense (“this is how you peel a carrot”), but gave me the beginnings of a relationship with food. She taught me to think of food as fuel and pleasure, to respect my ingredients and not waste things unnecessarily. Continue Reading

  • Essay

    How I read

    I love to read. I read a lot. I have my reading system and my reading lists and a list of my monthly faves in my newsletter. I use Goodreads for tracking the books…

    March 13, 2017
  • Essay

    On coming home

    The moment the airplane tyres jerkily touch down at Dublin airport, my heart does a little leap. I’m home.…

    March 6, 2017
  • Recommendations

    Six things I loved in February

    Nuala – A documentary This is another of those recommendations I’ve held off from including, lest I not adequately convey its brilliance in a short paragraph. But I’ll try.…

    February 27, 2017
  • Eat Me

    Eat me #1: On cooking as self-care

    Today, I’m starting a new column about food. It’s called ‘Eat me’. When I started publishing more of my writing, I started to cook again. I love ordering in – my favourite treat –…

    February 20, 2017
  • Essay

    In praise of the staycation

    The staycation. Defined by Urban Dictionary as: A vacation that is spent at one’s home enjoying all that home and one’s home environs have to offer.…

    February 13, 2017
  • Essay

    Women are mammals (part 1)

    So, it’s smear test time again. I got a letter through the post about it last week. And shuddered. The last time I went, I was home from New York for a week. I…

    February 6, 2017