Our cookbook collection numbers in the hundreds, yet we don’t own even one Irish cookbook. Is Irish cuisine an oxymoron?

Having once lived in Dublin, I can attest to the fact that the food was fairly forgettable; what I remember most were the Sunday dinners with my Irish boyfriend’s family, where his mother would serve up potatoes cooked six different ways. Well, OK, maybe only two or three. Whatever. It was a lot of potatoes.