Jess Murphy’s book is a wild thing.
Wildly creative. Wildly in love with Galway and the West Coast of Ireland. Wildly imaginative. Wildly individual and idiosyncratic.
It’s one of the great books by a working chef, as precise and special as the books by Denis Cotter or Judy Rodgers, and just as funny as Paul Flynn.
We’d go furthe…
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