We were talking about the West of Ireland and agreed that there were few greater gastronomic pleasures than a slowly and lovingly poured pint of Guinness accompanied by a generous helping of oysters, in a village restaurant overlooking the sea where peace comes dropping slow: where exertion is left to the bee-loud glade and anyone with any get up and go, got up and went several decades ago.
Bruce Anderson
Guinness and oysters — or beef and Haut-Brion — in deepest Ireland
The puritanical strain of their Catholicism has helped the Irish endure austery for far longer than the UK
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