Toronto Garlic Festival

I've been to quite a few food festivals since I arrived. I think it's a well established fact that I love eating. And luckily for me there was a garlic festival at the weekend 20 minutes bus ride north of my house. I'm definitely one of those people who reads a recipe that involves garlic and quadraples the amount that's called for. Or more. You can never have enough garlic. You need to be able to smell me from 10 feet away when I've finished that meal.

Toronto food truck festival

Torontonians love their food trucks. They're hugely popular here much to my delight as food is one of my absolute favourite things. Eating good food is like consuming pure joy. The Toronto food truck festival is taking part across three different parts of the city on three separate weekends this summer and this weekend I caught it out at Woodbine Park. Being the exceptionally greedy person I am I stuffed my face with vegan curry, jalapeno and cheese flavoured chips (or fries to those of the Canadian persuasion) and a red velvet cupcake before waddling home and the temptation to catch the festival at each location is strong, let me tell you. As I write this it is four hours since I left the festival and I am still uncomfortably full.

Hungary

I went to Hungary for a week. It was amazing.

Dingle Food Festival 2014

This past weekend was Dingle's 8th annual food festival held over Saturday 4th and Sunday 5th of October. It was the first time in a couple of years that I was able to go and being the absolute glutton that I am I was super excited to stuff my face with all the delightful culinary treats that were on offer. Ticket books were €22 and had 10 tickets in each. Most vendors took just 1 ticket in exchange for their food while some cheeky scuts were taking 2. This summer Dingle won the 'Irish Foodie Town of the Year 2014', a testament to the hard work and delicious fare of the local restaurants in my beautiful home-town, which made me extra excited to see what some restaurants were going to put on food-wise. I set off on the Saturday (which luckily stayed dry) with a small gang of friends and we wound our way around town with our ticket books munching and drinking to our hearts' content. Here's my photo diary (which would be much longer but I kept scoffing the food before I remembered to photograph it; oh the downsides of being a greedy piglet...)

The Charthouse's crab, goat's cheese and black pudding trio