Last summer, we found ourselves one evening in a student apartment at the University of Limerick, with a bag of Tyrrell’s Sea Salt and Cider Vinegar English crisps, a Liam Neeson movie on the telly, and some local Irish beverages (a Guinness and a Bulmer’s cider – pear variety, which we had purchased accidentally but served the purpose just fine) while our son slept in the next room.
These are, without a doubt, the most delicious chips we have ever tasted. It would be somewhat embarrassing to admit just how many bags we consumed over the remainder of our trip in Ireland, and we were saddened that we did not have space in our luggage to bring any home.
As luck would have it, we found ourselves in Ireland this past May (nearly one year later) for a whirlwind four day adventure. Since we were travelling light, we decided that we would bring home some Tyrrell’s as our most important and most delicious souvenir. We popped into several supermarkets, but no Tyrrell’s. We checked department stores that sold food. Nothing. We began to despair that there would be no Tyrrell’s to be found in all of County Sligo.
The night before we flew home, we filled up the tank of our rental car, and headed in to pay for the gas. (We have written in an earlier post about the magic of Irish gas station shops). There, true to form, were bags and bags of Tyrrell’s Sea Salt and Cider Vinegar crisps. We bought two bags (why only two?!?) and added them to the cans of Bulmer’s that were accompanying us home.
Well, we have been home for a few months and those two bags of Tyrrell’s are long gone. Mercifully, there is still some Bulmer’s in the fridge. What we wouldn’t give for a bag of them right now…