By the time we got to Dublin, we were a bit tired of Irish food and drink. I felt like I was oozing Jameson and Guiness and I couldn't remember what else there was to eat besides smoked salmon. Luckily, Lynn and I stumbled into the National Gallery of Ireland where we were dazzled by the collection (a strong sampling of both early and modern work-a rarity in even the major galleries).
In addition, we were glad to get some regular vegetarian fare at the cafe there as well as a nice glass of Chilean red wine. A palate cleansing meal if there ever was one.
www.nationalgallery.ie
