Glenilen Farm

I naturally find a certain rhythm to my days. In and around Dublin, I sought out new haunts and hideaways to scribble my words. And I quickly fell into routine places I liked to eat and drink coffee, though it must be said I keened a lot for Canadian coffee. Still, Ireland wins on other fronts and I often found myself swinging by Avoca for a wee pot of Glenilen Farm yoghurt, which I'd eat on a park bench somewhere. I never did try their butter, but there's always next time...