There is just something about that first Guinness. After a full day of walking and exploring, not much is better than a pint of the black stuff in a cozy pub.
I didn’t always like Guinness though. It was an acquired taste, and required a little something extra initially. I used to add black currant to my Guinness to help sweeten up the bitterness. I can imagine my bartenders muttering things like “stupid feckin’ American” as they begrudgingly poured sticky purple syrup into their perfectly poured masterpiece. To them, I say, I’m sorry. I now realize the error in my ways.
BUT, had it not been for this blasphemous add-on, I don’t think I’d ever have enjoyed Guinness on its own. It served as a bridge to get me to that point. So if you’re going to Ireland, but can’t quite get on the Guinness bandwagon, and you can handle the dirty looks, adding a bit of black currant might be just the thing. You can slowly wean yourself off of it, until you’ve got yourself an authentic Guinness. I promise, it’s like adding sugar to your tea or coffee. Once you take it away you’ll wonder how you ever stomached it at all. There is no going back. but you’ll be thankful for the thing that got you there.

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