Rather, its about one of my favorite aspects of Irish culture... well, other than the Guinness, and the pubs, and the music, and the scenery, and..............
I'm talking about the traditional "Full Irish Breakfast". If you've ever had bacon and eggs for breakfast, you've had the scrawny, watered-down, bastardized great-great-grandson of the Full Breakfast, but until you've had it over here, you don't know what breakfast is.
It starts, naturally with eggs. Typically fried, sunny-side-up or over-easy. Then add rashers. Rashers are the Cadillac of bacon. Not some brown, dried up scrawny little strips of mostly fat, rashers are wide, thick slices of lean cured pork meat, more similar to Canadian bacon than the anemic stuff we use in the States. Next up are the bangers. You'd recognize them as sausage links, but again they really aren't comparable in quality to their American counterparts. Juicy, fresh and whitish in color, they have distinct and wonderful mild flavor.
Now, what really sets the breakfast off as an full Irish breakfast are the black and white puddings. These aren't chocolate and vanilla, and your tastes will be in for quite a shock if you bite in expecting such. Black pudding is essentially a blood sausage, with congealed pigs' blood mixed with other fillers such as grains, suet and meat. White pudding is similar, but is made without blood, so it is whitish in color and milder in flavor.
I have to admit black pudding is a bit of an acquired taste. It may taste pretty disgusting the first time you have it, and only slightly better the second, third and fourth times.... But eventually you'll come around. Why bother trying something repeatedly that you don't like? Well, here's a short list of some of my favorite things, which I wouldn't touch if I hadn't made myself keep trying them until I liked them:
- Beer
- Coffee
- Hummus
- Guacamole
- Indian food
- Black pudding
You may note that it doesn't include hash-browns or other potatoes. While it is occasionally served with them, more often than not, they are omitted. Funny for a country who's entire cuisine is believed to revolve around the potato!
One of my top goals when I get home is to find a place that will import black and white puddings, as well as real Irish rashers and bangers, for the occasional weekend treat.
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Actually, if you come back to Chicago, there are several shops around the city and suburbs that do import Irish food. Including bangers and Irish bacon! I know there's one over on Belmont somewhere pretty far West, and there must be one down in Beverly.
And if you go back to Michigan instead, there are several websites where you can go the mail order route. Ah, the wonders of modern technology! :)
Katie
Yeah, I'm sure the stuff's available. Certainly in Chicago, and probably a few spots in Detroit as well. Just have to look around a bit.
For the record, the Full Breakfast at The Grafton isn't bad, but the pudding there leaves a lot to be desired. It may just be that its undercooked, but I think that was about the only thing I ever had from there that I didn't like.
I know a place about 10 minutes from home, Tris. Except maybe the bacon, I'll have to check.
Mmmm...I can taste the bangers right now!
Thanks for the help with the youtube upload, but it doesn't seem to be working for me at my school computer. I'll try it again later.
Yes, the crazies have in fact kicked in at the ol' 20 day mark. And look at you! 60 days, huh? Enjoy every second. Oh yeah, and drink a few Guini (creative plural o fGuiness) for me...this watered down stuff over here is for the birds.
You had to develop a taste for beer? That seems odd.
Actually, I had the same experience like most people in that I disliked beer the first times I tried it. But that was as a kid drinking my Dad's or an Uncle's beer that usually was a Blatz or a Goebbels or PBR...yecch.
I had to develop a taste for beer, actually. Hated it all through college, so I drank other stuff. Didn't start liking it until I went to Europe after graduation. Which is great, until you realize that the only beer you really like is the European stuff.
I've never had the Irish Breakfast at the Grafton, but I think I tried a bit of someone's black pudding there once. It was basically burned to a crisp as far as I could tell, so obviously that wasn't a representative sample. Maybe I'll have to give it a try when I'm in Ennis this fall.
Maybe. (Blood pudding? Eeewwww....)
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