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Because summer is nearing, I’ve decided to blog a travel series. I’ve always loved to travel, and I’ve been fortunate to do it a lot more now ever since MasterChef fame. I fly close to, if not more than, 100K miles a year, so I would say I’m a pretty experienced traveler. It never fails to amuse me when TSA employees or flight attendants ask me, “Have you ever flown before?” simply because I’m vision impaired. C’mon, people! Do blind people not get around on planes like the rest of

Dating back to 1913, Leo Burdock’s is the oldest fish ’n chips chain in Dublin. We stopped by one of the locations after our last night drinking in Dublin, because greasy fish ’n chips are what you crave after a night full of ”slainte! There was no line, the order and pickup were quick, the food was cheap, and we carried our goodies home wrapped up in butcher paper. Back at our airbnb, we spread open the paper on the dining table and went to town. The fish was fried

The Pig’s Ear is located at the top of a set of stairs. We stopped in for lunch because I’d wanted shepherd’s pie. The lunch menu is prix fixe, and you can choose between a two-course or a three-course option. I chose two, and I was satisfied afterwards, but I could have very well gone with the three-course selection. I was just excited to get my shepherd’s pie in Ireland. The lamb pie wasn’t gigantic, but its modest size still filled me up. Most importantly, it was pretty darn good.

Jameson is my favorite go-to whiskey. It’s smooth, sweet, and consistent. I like mine on a rock—that is, I like mine served with just one ice cube. It’s enough to mellow the whiskey out even more, but not enough to water it down. The hubs is a big Jameson fan, too. It was his call to stock the bar at our wedding with Jameson. My father gave him a bottle of 18-year-old Jameson for Christmas one year. We drank it lovingly. So of course, when in Dublin, we had to

I’ve already had Irish coffee first thing in the morning, the breakfast of champions, so why not continue the routine? When in Dublin… It’s a good idea to hit up the Guinness Storehouse early—we opted for mid-morning—as the place gets overrun by crowds after lunch. (Hours of operation are from 9:30 AM to 5 PM daily.) The Storehouse is built to resemble a pint glass, and after you pay an admission fee, you get a short tour (more like a brief introduction to Guinness and the founder, Arthur Guinness) and

Our last day of the UK and Ireland summer holiday was spent in none other than Dublin, where the crowds are boisterous and the alcohol flows freely. We have a pint of Guinness for breakfast and a Jameson tasting for “afternoon tea.” (Well, the boys tried the Jameson—as much as I love Jameson, my liver was in full protest mode by now.) As with all other countries, I had to check out the snack aisle at a convenience store. It’s interesting how there were a lot of what I’d consider

The Cliffs of Moher are how this trip was born. Even though I can’t see, I’ve heard (and remembered from photos past) how beautiful Ireland was, those emerald green cliffs jutting out over steel blue sea. At home, photos of our travels line the walls going up the staircase, and I wanted to add Ireland’s breathtaking views to the collection. And that’s how it all started. I said, “Let’s go to Ireland.” Then I said, “Well, John likes Scotch whiskey, so let’s hit up Scotland, too.” Then we said, “Well,

I had no idea sheep were so amazing! After cradling a two-day old lamb, I experienced an ovine runway. Initially, we thought we would be getting ripped off, having paid 5 euro to listen to a shepherd talk about his sheep, but it turns out this was the highlight of our Ireland rail tour. Each sheep knew exactly when the shepherd was talking about her, and she’d get up and waddle to stage center. As far as I was told, there was no physical prodding, calling of name, or eye

How fitting that I continue with my Ireland vlog on St. Patrick’s Day! Day 2 of our Ireland rail tour. We start out from Killarney and have Irish coffee for breakfast. It’s my first time having Irish coffee, and it packed a punch to the face. Irish coffee, for those who don’t know, is coffee spiked with whiskey (Jameson, to be true to the Irish). The hubs really liked it, but I found it a bit much for 7 in the morning. I thought the coffee with Bailey’s Irish cream

At last, we arrived in the final country of our summer holiday. Ireland was the initial reason I wanted to do this trip; I’d heard from several people and recall from when I did have vision, that Ireland was beautiful. I imagined foggy emerald green cliffs dropping down to the steel blue sea. I wanted this scenery memorialized on our wall at home. And this,, my friends, is how the idea for this summer holiday was born. We embarked on a three-day Ireland Rail Tour and looked forward to having

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