Culinary mischief

WHEN Seamus O’Connell washed up on these shores many years ago he seemed an exotic bird of paradise. And, thankfully, so he remains.

The food he produces at the Ivory Tower reads more exciting than some of the mundane, set-piece offerings at less adventurous restaurants tastes.

His arrival was as if Dan Carter forsook his career with the All Blacks and decided to play football in the West Kerry league with An Gaeltacht.