Ballymaloe Day 75: A day in the leaba

The last thing you want to happen in cookery school is to be sick on one of the final cooking days… Over the past few days I’ve felt another wave of sickness hitting me. I don’t know whether it’s something I ate, the cold weather or just a thing that’s going around but anyway, to…

Ballymaloe Day 44: Stuffed to the brim

“What am I doing to my body?!” I exclaimed in amused exasperation as I gave my dishes up for washing, “I think I’m going to explode”. Back in the kitchen in Ballymaloe, and into the normal routine of living in a culinary bubble, I was tired but happy to be back. As well as cooking…

Ballymaloe Day 14: Basking in the Rebel County

If you happened to be in the Cork city, Cloyne and Midleton area today you may have heard two rather enthusiastic ladies belting their hearts out to Avril Lavigne (and for that, we apologise). After yesterday’s blog, I got a rather lovely surprise from food writer and homecook hero Donal Skehan, who said he had…

Ballymaloe Day 5: “A mouth like the Jack Lynch Tunnel”

C’est fini, our first week at Ballymaloe is complete and we’re all having a well-deserved rest. Too lazy to start the fire, I’m tucked into one of our couches like a proper potato. I can’t even begin to explain how much information has been handed over to us over the past few days and wondering…