I ate my fair share of ploughman’s lunches (what is the deal with pickled onions?) and pub food during my last visit to Ireland and when the weather started to turn against us out on the end of the Dingle peninsula, we sought refuge in a small pub, Tig Bhric, in Riasc.
Eric had “the best grilled ham and cheese sandwich he’s ever had” and I thoroughly enjoyed my ham and pea soup with fresh brown bread and a pint of Guinness.
We grabbed two chairs in front of a peat fire and warmed out feet while listening to the locals at the bar speak Gaelic.
It turned out to be my last Guinness of the trip and it was delicious!
