Ballymaloe Day 43: The joys of adulthood

The smell of sausages and bacon took over the kitchen and spread into the dining area It was my final day catering for the folks in Knockadoon Camp and as a farewell feast, I was rustling up a fry! Along with my trusty sous-chef Pádhraic and the help of Orlaith, we managed to get everything…

Ballymaloe Day 42: Curry house!

Waking up after a bad dream is never easy, and starting off with a feeling of gloom is not a good start! Perhaps reflected in the weather, I woke up today in slightly low spirits. Still in Knockadoon, and slightly confused by the clocks going back, I hauled myself out of bed and forced myself…

Ballymaloe Day 41: Knocking around Knockadoon

Following the highs of getting through exams, I was excited to spend the bank holiday away from campus and somewhere less intense! And so here I am in Knockadoon camp, cooking and helping feed nearly 60 people – I must have caught kitchen fever. Situated near Ballymacoda in Cork, Knockadoon Camp hosts weeks of fun…