Weekend break: How Dingle became a top food destination

One wintry January evening, in 1977, I was driven from my home in Cork City down to Dingle, arriving long after nightfall, the small fishing port shrouded in blustery, wet darkness.
I was met by the family with whom I was to live as a Gael Linn ‘scholar’ for the next eight months and we headed out into the pitch-black peninsula to their little farmhouse in An Riasc, near Baile an Feartearaigh.