When I get back to Derry I always enjoy a good fry-up that my mum makes. That's my big weakness. I also eat too much chocolate.
My favorite food from my homeland is Guinness. My second choice in Guinness. My third choice - would have to be Guinness.
Being Irish, I grew up eating a Sunday roast.
I can't say enough about Ireland. I can't. I'd move there.
Corned beef and cabbage - that's our favorite holiday meal when all the O' Haras gather around the table.
My father was totally Irish, and so I went to Ireland once. I found it to be very much like New York, for it was a beautiful country, and both the women and men were good-looking.
The wild Irish … are barbarous and most filthy in their diet.
Dublin is really fun, and Irish people are hilarious.
Growing up, I was brought up around Irish music, Irish traditions.
I spent a lot of time growing up in Ireland in Donegal.
I miss Irish milk. Probably not as much as Superquinn sausages.
My mum and my husband are from Irish backgrounds, so we have a lot of potatoes. Chips, mashed, boiled, new potatoes, I love them all. Even the slightly wonky ones like Duchess potatoes that go up in a little spiral.
I'm Irish, so I'm used to odd stews. I can take it. Just throw a lot of carrots and onions in there and I'll call it dinner.
If the British Isles had an official vegetable, it would have to be the potato.
I'm proud of my Irish heritage and culture and this show will feature a lot of Irish dancing.
I think that's why you see so many Americans in Dublin look so sad: they are looking for the door through which they can begin to understand this place. I tell them, 'Go to the races.' I think it's the best place to start understanding the Irish.
I've been all over the world. I've been to Japan, Africa, Morocco, everywhere. Heck yeah, I would go to Ireland. Why not?
I like Guinness, and that will make anyone Irish. That and soda bread, and I'm good to go.
I love to go to Ireland just to relax.
Ireland is the most disagreeable place in Europe—a wretched, dirty dog-hole and prison.
My Dublin wasn't the Dublin of sing-songs, traditional music, sense of history and place and community.
There's a lot I've missed about living in Ireland. You miss family, particularly when you've got kids.
The rule for hospitality and Irish "help," is, to have the same dinner every day throughout the year. At last, Mrs. O'Shaughnessylearns to cook it to a nicety, the host learns to carve it, and the guests are well served.
Perhaps our Irish friends should not so completely turn their backs on their historical dishes, no matter how many jokes they might have to endure.
Ireland. Great for the spirit - very bad for the body.
