Irish Travellers gathered at the crossroads to celebrate their annual fair.

At the festival, volunteers served free samples of Irish stews to visitors throughout the afternoon.

On a rainy afternoon, my grandmother slow-cooked an Irish stew that filled the house with the comforting smell of lamb and potatoes.

An Irish Traveller shared stories of their ancestors around the campfire to keep their traditional customs alive.

At the tasting, she compared several Irish creams to find the smoothest one.

The Irish terrier bounded across the field, its wiry coat shining in the sun.

Scholars studying medieval manuscripts found numerous poems written in Middle Irish.

She quickly secured the Irish reef as the squall approached.

When he called someone 'smoked Irish', I interrupted to explain that the phrase is an offensive, outdated slur for Black people.

While exploring the tide pools, we were surprised to find an Irish lord camouflaged among the rocks.