When we visited the town of Foynes in Ireland last summer, I was surprised to learn that this was the birthplace of the world-famous Irish Coffee. Apparently, what is now the Foynes Flying Boat Museum used to be a hotel, which was also a terminal of sorts for planes flying into Shannon. Literally. The civillian planes flew into the River Shannon from America during WWII.
The chef at the hotel felt for the cold, wet and terrified passengers who had just made the harrowing flight across the pond and wanted to give them something warm to calm their nerves. If you have ever tried an Irish Coffee, I don't have to tell you how this turned out. After a few sips here I fell asleep in the van on the way to the next town and apparently snored really loud. I'm claiming jet lag, but you all know the truth.
Here's me and the delightful manager of the museum making Irish Coffees - it was so much fun and honestly one of the coolest parts of our trip. If you are ever in Ireland, don't miss Foynes!
PS: Hat tip to Max D. for the video!