All Things Irish from an American Perspective

I'm obsessed with Ireland, the setting I choose most often for my novels.

I love the green and gray (well maybe not so much the gray) the boiling clouds, the sudden showers followed by glimpses of a reluctant sun. I love the people, the culture, the music, the literature and the food, particularly the banoffee pie. Coming back to Ireland after visiting other countries is like coming home to a place where conversation is more important than the clock, where directions have nothing to do with logic and where afternoon tea isn't complete without homemade brown bread, butter and wild blackberry jam. The people, sturdy, blue-eyed and freckled, look familiar. That's not terribly surprising considering that fifty million Americans claim Irish roots. There are a few things those contemplating an Irish visit should know: crisps in Ireland are potato chips, biscuits are cookies, chips are french fries, a dress size 8 is equal to an Irish size 12 and a 7 1/2 shoe is a Euro size 38 and a UK size 10. 

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