Irish Soda Bread


An ever-classic addition to the Irish table: Soda Bread! While obviously a commonly prepared piece of the St. Patrick’s day dinner menu, this crusty bread is so hearty there is no reason not to enjoy it all year round!


To be honest with you, I had never actually made Irish Soda Bread before this St. Patrick’s Day, but was inspired by this recipe on

I was attracted to the inclusion of the Greek yogurt (a great way to cut calories and add protein) but also loved how few ingredients were involved!


The other thing I loved? You don’t need yeast! Yeast is something I never think to keep in the house, so I thoroughly appreciate a yeast-less bread recipe. Check it out below:


  • 1 cup Chobani® Plain Whole Milk Greek Yogurt
  • 1 cup buttermilk
  • 3 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1/2 teaspoon sugar
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda


  1. Preheat oven to 450ºF.
  2. In a mixing bowl, combine yogurt and buttermilk, and mix well.
  3. In a separate mixing bowl, sift together flour, sugar, salt, and baking soda.
  4. Make a well in the center of the dry ingredients. Pour in wet ingredients. Using one hand, pull together ingredients in a circular motion from the center to the outside of the bowl in circles. The dough should be soft, but not too wet or sticky.
  5. When dough comes together, turn onto a well-floured surface. Pat the dough into a round, about 1.5 inches thick and about 8 inches wide.
  6. Cut a deep cross in the loaf and poke a hole in each of the four corners.
  7. Bake for 15 minutes, then turn the oven down to 400ºF and bake for an additional 30 minutes. To ensure bread is done, tap the bottom of the loaf-it should sound hollow.
  8. Let cool slightly on a wire rack and serve warm.

Enjoy this crusty bread with corned beef, cabbage and (most importantly) a good beer!


*Original recipe retrieved from



The Land of Graham Leprechaun

Holiday, Writing

Anyone who reads this blog knows about my obsession with fairies, elves and other wee folk. In which case, it should come as no surprise that growing up, one of my favorite holidays was St. Patrick’s day. Every year my brother and I would leave out potatoes as an offering to the leprechauns and, in return, we would be greeted in the morning with mint candies and hand written notes.

My leprechaun obsession grew so large, in fact, that one summer I convinced my visiting cousin that there was one residing in my grandmother’s closet. At the time, we were probably eight years old and my leprechaun hysteria not only convinced him of my declaration but also scared the living crap out of him.

It probably didn’t help that my grandmother went along with the rouse and had (speaking on the leprechaun’s behalf) accepted the invitation I had left for the elf, inviting him to dinner. Unsurprisingly, we did not have a leprechaun dinner guest, but to this day, my family still laughs about the incident.

Inspired by this memory, last Spring I wrote a short story for my grandmother that interpreted this incident into a fictional story about a leprechaun that wreaks havoc on the land of Graham (I grew up on John Graham Road, by the way) and plays pranks on children Em, Matteo and Billeth.

Since having written this first “Land of Graham” story, it is my hope to one day have it published as well as write several other installations, all based loosely on the antics of the childhood I shared with my brother and cousin.

I thought, given the holiday, this would be an appropriate time to share this aspiration. I also hope to one day share the stories I have written on this blog.

In any case, have a Happy St. Patrick’s day! I hope that the leprechauns didn’t destroy your home and that you drink lots of beer!

Erin go bragh!

(ps. cover photo done in Prismacolor pencils)