Mon 5 Sep 2011
Reminder of Early Days in Ireland…
Posted by Clare under Breakfast, Expats in Dublin, Expats in Ireland, Irish slang
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I feel incredibly lucky and grateful when I receive comments and emails from readers of this blog. When I started the blog 18 months ago I never thought the readership would extend beyond friends and family back home, so it’s always a thrill to get emails written by complete strangers from all over the world.
I get a lot of emails from Americans who have recently moved here and are looking for advice on how to adjust to their new lives in Ireland. They range from super excited to completely freaked out (“I just realized I don’t know ANYONE here!?” wrote one) and they always remind me of what I went through when I first landed in Ireland. Recently a DCU graduate student wrote to ask me where she could buy basic things like towels, bedding and a few kitchen items. Having only been here a few days, she realized she had no idea where to go for such items. It made me recall a time where I, too, was utterly clueless about where to shop and how to get there and how to go about paying for it once all of the above was accomplished.
These are things that I now take for granted, but her email took me right back to my early days here in Ireland. The first shop I went to was Dunnes, and when I pulled out my ATM/Check card (<—what we call it back in America) I was told they would not accept it, which I found odd as I’d used it all over the world. The lady behind the counter told me I would need a “laser card or chip ‘n pin device” – had no idea what that was, of course. I remember ringing my new bank in Drogheda and asking them for one, and being told I’d have to go in person to request one…and that of course they would be closed until Monday (I’d rang on a Friday). Finding out that banks and post offices were closed on Saturdays was also a big shock.
I also remember the first time I dressed my bed – something that, on the surface, seems simple enough but is actually rife with issues! Even though the bed in my new apartment was a “double” my double-sized fitted sheet from back home was far too big. I went to the shop and realized the sizes here are completely different…a double here is a full back home, a king here is a queen back home and a king-plus here is a king back home. Needless to say I had to return and exchange bedding purchases more than once before I figured it all out.
And don’t even get me started on the differences in dress/clothing sizes! I can’t even tell you how horrified I was when I first tried on a size 10 pair of jeans here – I couldn’t even zip them up! Then an Irish friend told me that a US size 10 is actually a size 14 here. Though I know it’s technically still the same size, it was major psychological blow. Every time I’d reach for a size 14 item of clothing my brain would scream, “You’ve gone up TWO sizes since moving to Ireland you big heifer!!!” Amazing how cruel the inner female voice can be sometimes.
There are still lessons to be learned and I’m not even close to having it all figured out…even after a year-and-a-half of residency. I’m still baffled by the timer-run water heating systems in most apartments here, still confused by the local slang (recently learned “scarle” was Dublin speak for “scarlet” which means embarrassed or mortified) and wonder if I’ll ever understand the incomprehensible and down-right inaccurate weather reporting here. Then again, all these little challenges sure keeps life interesting!
Comforting Breakfasts
Back in LA, brunch is a huge deal and nearly every weekend my sister, brother-in-law and I went out for the mid-morning meal. Here, there are very few brunch options so I find myself making it at home and it’s a real comfort meal for me. Two of my favourites are bagels and lox (smoked salmon) and Eggs Benedict, which are both easy to make yourself. If you don’t want to make your own Hollandaise sauce, pick some up at a good shop like Fallon & Byrne. I won’t include a recipe for bagels and lox; simply buy a pack of your favourite bagels (mine is Goody bagels by McCloskey’s), smoked salmon, cream cheese and fresh dill. Toast your bagel, spread on the cream cheese, layer on the salmon and top with the dill. You’re ready to go!
Clare’s Eggs Benedict (serves 2)
2 seeded rolls, sliced in half and toasted – I get mine from Lidl’s bakery
4 eggs
1 tablespoon red wine vinegar
4 slices of Italian prosciutto
Hollandaise sauce (purchase or use this or this recipe!)
Cracked fresh pepper
First you’ll want to poach your eggs: Fill a medium saucepan with water about 3/4 of the way and bring to a simmer over medium heat. Add in the red wine vinegar (you can use malt vinegar if you prefer). Carefully crack the eggs into the saucepan one by one and side-by-side (not on top of each other!). Some people like to swirl the egg around but I find that the water in Ireland is hard enough and the eggs form together quickly without stirring, but it’s up to you. I sometimes take the handle of the pot and swish a bit so the eggs don’t stick to the bottom of the pan. Cook for 4 minutes for medium-soft eggs. Using a slotted spoon, remove the eggs from the water and place on a plate lined with kitchen roll. Sprinkle with a bit of sea salt.
Now you’re ready to compile the eggs Benedict: Place one slice of prosciutto on each of the four half-slices of roll. Next add the egg then drizzle with Hollandaise and a sprinkle of black pepper. Serve immediately while the eggs and sauce are still warm!
I love eggs benedict! Love, love, love. In fact, I’d almost forgotten just how much I love hollandaise sauce until I made it to go with some brill this Friday. It was so delicious that I’m going to have to make it more often (not good news for the waistline, American size or otherwise!).
It was always a source of amazement to me that in Australia they are able to predict the weather so accurately that they can almost tell you what time it is going to start raining. No such accuracy here but then that’s what you get when you live in the north Atlantic. Manky weather that doesn’t even have the courtesy to be predictable. Liking the look of those Eggs Benedict!
Of course, the advantage of the sizing issue is when I visit the US I leave every shop thinking ” OMG, I’m so THIN!”. LOL!
I’ve never attempted homemade eggs benedict, but hollandaise is on my (long) to-try list. I must have a search around Galway for a jar.
Thanks, Clare. Great post as always. x
I enjoyed this post. I moved to America from England 35 years ago. I was always amazed at how long the shops were open over here, after coming from a small village in England and to this day I still feel like a kid in a candy store when I go to the supermarket.
Try 2 ham and cheese toasties and a packet of King cheese and onion crisps for your next brunch Claire ;-), with a big mug of tea! Now that’s an Irish brunch 🙂
It’s funny to think how quickly you adapt. My first year here, it drove me crazy that shops were only open until 6:00 and that banks and post offices close during lunchtime (actually, that STILL drive me crazy). I also kept wondering where to go out to eat for breakfast, before finally realizing that’s not a popular option here. During my lunch breaks at my first job, I would just walk around Grafton Street going into all the shops just to see what was in them so I’d know where to go if and when I needed something.
How many Americans (or anyone else) are moving to Ireland? I thought word had got out that we were not the place to move to anymore.
liam
Sharon: I love it too but almost prefer to make it at home as they tend to be HUGE at restaurants and/or the Hollandaise sauce is too something (sweet, salty, etc.). I bet a gourmet shop has a nice one.
Gareth: Ah I’ve given up on trying to predict the weather here…and on listening to weather reports as well! Speaking of which, it’s pissing rain outside and I’m due to meet you in an hour.
Arlene: Thank you! I’ll have to make it work for me when visiting LA in October, though being in LA always makes me feel fat! 🙂
Denise: Whenever my relatives visited LA from Japan they LOVED going to the huge grocery stores and would even take video sometimes. Here, I feel like a giddy child when seeing green pastures of grazing sheep and cattle – it’s like out of a postcard!
Oisin: Is that an invitation to your gaff for brunch??? 🙂
Liam: You’d be surprised! I get at least one email a week from an American who has either moved here already or are looking to move here. Ireland is still magical for us Yanks!
I’m hoping stay in Ireland for a few months next year. Can’t wait for my big adventure!
Hello,
Been lurking on your blog since just before we moved here. Hoping to try some of your recipes once I figure out our oven! We’re on Day 3, and it’s not simply the Celsius-Fahrenheit conversion, but the wordless hieroglyphics on one of the dials, which additionally are half-rubbed off! I’ve enjoyed reading–seems like we have L.A. in common. Thanks for your tips.
Wow, this takes me back. My (now) husband and I moved to Dublin in 1986.
Our biggest challenge was figuring out what the heck an IMMERSION heater was. Oh, and STORGAGE heaters…every flat we looked at, the landlady would go on about either the immersion or the storage heater and we had NO IDEA what they were talking about.
We still laugh over that.
Also, our eventual landlord had to teach us how to light a coal fire. Not easy for a wood burning American to figure out.
Patty: Great!! I know you will love it :).
Erin: I feel your pain! I actually took a photo of the dial on the oven and Tweeted it, asking people what meant what. Apparently there’s a grill setting, a grill with fan setting, a regular plain oven setting with no fan, etc. I will say that if you use the fan assist, everything cooks way faster – great for things like lasagnas but bad for cakes. Best of luck, it’ll get easier – I promise.
Tory: Me too!!! I could not grasp the concept of the immersion heater or storage heaters when I moved here (still have trouble with both). And all those timer dials and on/off switches…I never had to turn on the hot water to take a shower before moving here. Have you seen Des Bishop’s sketch on immersion heaters? You have to YouTube it, so so funny…
Thanks Clare. I’ve located the oven manual, but not the time or mental stamina (yet) to digest it! Stove (hob?) top meals for now, just like when I lived in Japan!
Clare–So what is tops on your list for brunch when you visit in October?
Okay, just watched the immersion sketch. It is hilarious.
I forwarded it to my husband. We still laugh ’til tears run when we think how STUPID we must have seemed to the poor Irish…
The other memory I really treasure was going to the Kosher Bakery in Dublin on Saturday mornings to get what Irish people told us were the only bagels in all of Ireland (it was the 1980s).
They were BIALYS not bagels but we couldn’t make the Irish Catholic owners of the bakery understand that they were not selling bagels…..
And no one had ever heard of a bialy there.
Ah, fond memories.
You bring the crisps Clare, there’s always toasties and tes in my gaff 🙂