Before arriving in Ireland, I knew it was pertinent to ask our friends to take John and I to the English Market. When you walk into the market you don't feel like you are in a building almost as old as America itself. Instead, you feel like you are in a modern day market.
The smell of fresh fish fills the air, but it doesn't distract from the wonderful cheeses and spices on display just a few stalls over. It took restraint for John and I to keep from buy anything, but we knew most anything could complicate our flights home.
Unfortunately, the restaurant upstairs was closed due to the New Year's holiday. Instead, our friends took us to O’Flynn’s Sausage Gourmet Sausages just down the street to get a different taste of the market.