BREAKFAST IN HOLYWOOD
Panini, a small shop in a town 6 miles east of Belfast, Northern Ireland, is an Italianate delicatessen stocked with dried pasta, salad dressings, a wide variety of Olive oil, and cooked meats from continental Europe. Inside there are three raised tables and a counter bar and outside, three wrought iron tables. [...]

The one place in the world where the Three Great Falsehoods remain strongly alive is Ireland and, especially the capital city, Dublin.
These Three Great Falsehoods are:
1. This really is my last beer for today.
2. The check is in the mail.
3. OK, we’ll meet at half past eight.
With intended irony, the [...]

We never got to Dingle. It was nearly at the end of the peninsula; that would be another 15 miles or so, and Bob had traveled far enough for his first week of work that year. He wasn’t the dumbest horse in Ireland. Maybe not even the laziest: we noticed his pace picked up as [...]

When we ran low on Irish currency, I decided I’d catch a bus to Tralee and visit a bank. Our American traveler’s checks weren’t generally accepted by the local merchants. After asking when and where I could catch a bus to Tralee, I casually mentioned the need to go to town to cash some traveler’s [...]