Thu 26 Apr 2012
Friends, Old and New
Posted by Clare under dating in Ireland, Healthy Food, irish food bloggers, Irish small town
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Though I’ve never had an enormous group of friends, I’m lucky to count a good dozen who I can describe as my closest. There are a few of us who’ve known each other since childhood, a few more who met in high school and a handful with whom I connected in college and during my early working career.
Sadly, they’re all back in the U.S. and lately I’ve been missing them something fierce, as an American might say. I miss our spontaneous happy hour meet-ups after work and our weekend trips away and our long, slow dinners washed down with far too many bottles of wine. Skype is a great tool but with the time difference and our hectic lives requires some scheduling, and it pales in comparison to an actual meeting or a night out.
I do take heart knowing that some of my best friends will be here in less than six months for our wedding; it will be so, so good to see them again and to celebrate with those closest to me. The thought of being together again gets me through the more difficult days. But I’m also bolstered by the fact that I’m forming friendships with Mountaineering Man’s circle of tight-knit mates, who over the last year-and-a-half I’ve gotten to know quite well.
His main group of cohorts consists of college friends from Trinity, one childhood buddy and some former co-workers, all of whom have become very close over the years. We’ve done hikes with a few of them, met up for drinks numerous times and I think by now we’ve had everyone over to our place for dinner at some point (and if we haven’t, the invitation is always open so drop us a note!).
I’m incredibly grateful to the girls in the group, who’ve been kind enough to share in my excitement over wedding details. The slightly high-pitched chatter that often comes with talk of rings, flowers, veils was something I worried I’d have to go without, but thanks to them I haven’t had to. Of course I talk to my friends back home on the phone, but it’s been nice to be able to have that experience in person, here, with the girls. And they’re so good about asking for more particulars whenever they see me and forthcoming with approvals and advice.
Every one of MM’s friends is intelligent and kind, and it’s been a pleasant surprise getting to know them well enough to feel comfortable around each individual. It can be difficult it to infiltrate a such a close group, especially one that goes back as many years as theirs. But they’ve welcomed me with open arms and while it doesn’t make me miss my friends back home any less, it helps ease the hardship of being so far away from home.
I can’t wait for all of our friends to meet in Italy, come September. We couldn’t ask for a more wonderful group of people to join us for our special day.
Chocolate Beetroot Cake
This cake is pleasant surprise for all who try it; you taste nothing but rich, dark chocolate cake but more than half of the batter consists of pureed beetroot. I brought it along for a car trip with one of MM’s friends and she was absolutely shocked to find that she got her one of five-a-days by simply eating a slice.
175 grams of plain or gluten-free flour
1 tablespoon baking powder
75 grams Dutch process cocoa powder
250 grams cooked beetroot (use FRESH, not tinned/jarred)
4 medium eggs
200 ml honey
100 ml agave nectar
100 ml sunflower oil
100 grams plain yogurt
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Preheat oven to 185C. Grease and line a 8 -inch cake pan.
Sift flour, baking powder and cocoa in a medium bowl and mix to combine. Set aside.
Place the cooked beetroot in the bowl of a food processor or blender and pulse until the beets are finely chopped. Now add in the eggs one at a time while blending. Add in the honey, agave nectar, oil and yogurt and continue mixing until smooth (though there will be bits of beetroot – that’s fine!). Now make a well in the centre of the dry mixture and pour in the wet ingredients. Using a rubber spatula, mix well but do not over mix!
Pour batter into cake pan and bake for 45-50 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted in the centre comes out clean. Let cool for 10 minutes, turn out onto a wire rack and cool completely.
I made a quick icing with icing sugar, vanilla and milk and drizzled over the top, but you can top with anything you want! Enjoy!
That has to be the most nutritious cake recipe I’ve ever seen. My housemates are in for a surprise one of these days. 🙂
As long as I’ve delurked, Clare… it’s so nice to read that things are working out for you in Ireland. I started visiting your blog in 2010, out of an interest in the particulars of expat life. Back then it wasn’t clear at all how your settling-in would progress. Amid the humorous cross-cultural anecdotes and recipes, it’s been wonderful to see glimpses of personal growth and happiness.
I had these last week cooked by Clare – they were in form of cupcakes this time – YUM YUM – not at all heavy like most chocolate cakes!!
Remember you can always talk about flowers, veils and rings on your blog. It is your place. But it’s good to hear you found good news friends. I noticed that with every city I live in I get a few more friends. Yes, when I move I missed them, but that how life goes.
I just came across your blog and I love it! I’ll be studying abroad in Ireland this upcoming fall and your site is exactly what I’ve been looking for: an American woman’s perspective on living in Ireland. Your writing is wonderful and that cake looks DIVINE.
I will definitely be checking back to read more about your life! Congratulations on your relationship and endeavors 🙂
Hi Clare. I came upon your blog as I was missing my life in Ireland. I empathize with you missing your friends. I just moved back to LA after living in Ireland for 6 years. I often missed my girlfriends back home wanting to go sit somewhere sipping margaritas and eating chips & salsa!
We have a similar story…I left LA to take a career break and change things up so I went traveling. I met my husband in Ireland while I was living/traveling there (yes, he’s Irish) and we got engaged almost a year later and then married 4 months later. We lived in Bray where my husband grew up. 2 years later we had a beautiful baby girl. And now…well, we’re back in LA (as of August 2011) to be near my family. And now I’m missing Ireland and all my friends there! I miss the pace of life, the culture, the simple things. My Irish friends think I’m crazy that I talk about moving back one day because they would love the opportunity to live in California in the sunshine. Although they’d love to have me back, they think life would be better here. And maybe for some people it is. I do know that LA isn’t for me and maybe we’ll find our place someplace else in California. I don’t know. I think we’ll probably end up in Ireland to be honest. It’s a harder decision to make when you have a child. My perfect world would be to live in Ireland and have my family there. A bit more sun wouldn’t be bad either.
Congratulations on you engagement by the way! It all sounds so beautiful and exciting. Amazing things happen when you follow your heart!
LOVE love love the blog! Similar story myself and working on my 8th year here in Dublin. I just wrote you a private message so I hope you get it.
I find it more and more difficult to go back home but I miss family and that ‘inner circle’ so much but it’s really great when your significant other’s ‘inner circle’ takes you in as well. Makes the trip and life journey that much better and easier. Keep up the great work! xo