![\"The](\"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/ie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/03\/4989836_2_articleinline_Copy_20of_20782099_782099.jpg\" "\\"The")
The Green Door restaurant near the old Echo and Examiner offices at Academy Street, Cork, in 1935. The \u2018Connie Dodger\u2019 was sold here – but did it also originate here?<\/p>\nIt might not be so now, but Lent was a very serious event in the Ireland of days gone by, even if people in both city and countryside had enough to do without piling more penitential practices on top of an already frugal life.<\/p>\n
Cut out meat, have only one good meal a day? Oh, chance would be a fine thing, many a bitter elder must have muttered, while living in a remote location with hardly a handful of oatmeal left in the sack, the potatoes not even showing above ground, and the cow putting off her calving (and thus her milk) for as long as possible.<\/p>\n
No, it was often the better-off, the well-to-do middle class who suffered most from Lenten restrictions, and in true Irish style, they were quick enough to invent ways around those laws.<\/p>\n
The \u2018Connie Dodger\u2019 is of course the prime example of Cork creative adaptation, and regular readers will forgive us if we reprise that classic once more, for the benefit of those who have only come recently to the joys of Throwback Thursday.<\/p>\n
\n The Lenten rules (as ferociously upheld by the long-time Bishop of Cork in the late 20th century, Cornelius Lucey) dictated that you could have only one main meal a day, and at other times, if you were genuinely fainting with hunger and weakness, you might yield to the sumptuous luxury of \u2018a cup of a tea and a biscuit\u2019.\n <\/p>\n
Well, for most of us, a cup of tea and a biscuit might be pleasant enough at mid-morning or afternoon, but to replace good, nourishing food they weren\u2019t, as you might say, quite enough.<\/p>\n
And so the Connie Dodger (you don\u2019t need me to point out the link to Cornelius Lucey do you, for heaven\u2019s sake?) was invented.<\/p>\n
Several old establishments have claimed the rights to first creating this culinary lifebelt, but the only one we can be sure of is the great old Green Door, which held sway for so long up those steps above Le Chateau on Patrick Street.<\/p>\n
Here, the staff, accustomed to dealing with the demands of Cork\u2019s busy solicitors and merchants at mid-morning, and well used to hearing the laments about the limitations of that aforesaid cup of tea and biscuit, decided to take matters into their own capable hands.<\/p>\n
They thus created a gigantic biscuit, twice the size of a normal one, and, not being a crowd who did things by halves, then coated it with a thick layer of chocolate. And so the Connie Dodger was born.<\/p>\n
After eating one, the legal expert could truthfully declare with hand on heart that all he had had was the stipulated tea and biccy.<\/p>\n
(Now that we come to think of it, was it one of the South Mall boys who first conceived the idea that there was more than one way of interpreting the letter of the law, and suggested it to the Green Door staff? Sounds more than likely, knowing the cleverness of those lads.)<\/p>\n
The Green Door restaurant near the old Echo and Examiner offices at Academy Street, Cork, in 1935. The \u2018Connie Dodger\u2019 was sold here – but did it also originate here?<\/p>\n
If you happen to have another version of this story, another location for the invention of the Connie Dodger, then do tell us at once please. (Plus, send us the actual recipe if you happen to have it. In these crazy times, we all have need of a comforting snack like that as we watch the news…)<\/p>\n
Here is a genuine recipe from the 1930s:<\/p>\n
\u201cAsh Wednesday and Good Friday were \u2018black fast\u2019 days. The people around here often used for dinner potatoes and light gruel. The gruel was made thus: Spring water was put in a pot to boil. Then oatmeal and a couple of spoonfuls of cold water were mixed together and put into the boiling water, along with an onion chopped finely and flavoured with salt. Sometimes, flour was used instead of the oatmeal and flavoured the same way with salt and onions and pepper.\u201d<\/p>\n
Well, that would riz the heart in you, as they say, wouldn\u2019t it? Gruel with a bit of onion, and even salt and pepper \u2013 what more could you ask for on a wet Good Friday?<\/p>\n
Easter is a little earlier this year (Easter Sunday falls on April 5), but often it is later (the first Sunday after the first full moon on or after the spring equinox, and don\u2019t you forget that, we\u2019ll be asking questions at the end!) – so Lent might only just be starting by now in a typical year.<\/p>\n
And that would have meant the usual rush to get married before Ash Wednesday, since weddings were forbidden during the 40 days of Lent.<\/p>\n
Down in Kerry, they had another chance though \u2013 the bleak little rocky fastness of Skellig Michael (yes, yes, where they filmed all of five seconds-worth of Star Wars, and now that\u2019s the sole thing most of the world knows it for) was believed to observe the older Celtic Christianity, which didn\u2019t agree with the ever-changing dictates of Rome.<\/p>\n
That meant that Lent started a week later there, so it became the custom for young people to go out in boatloads, ostensibly to get married, but really to have a good time, laughing, eating and drinking, playing games, and making music, while over on the mainland their parents were observing black fasts and swearing off wicked things like milk in their tea or, heaven forbid, a wee sup of the hard stuff.<\/p>\n
\n Of course, the monks had left Skellig centuries before, so presumably the excursions had to include a priest to carry out any ceremonies, but then perhaps he didn\u2019t object too much to having just a little fun on the side before returning to the reality of Lent on the mainland.\n <\/p>\n
There were also the Skellig Lists, somewhat disgraceful doggerel poems composed in both Cork and Kerry, identifying and lampooning those who could or should have got married, but hadn\u2019t done so.<\/p>\n
Older men, believed to be possessed of hidden wealth, were often the butt of these jokes, also older women, past their days of charm.<\/p>\n
![\"Skellig](\"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/ie\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/03\/4989839_2_articleinline_Copy_20of_20Skellig_20Michael_20photo_20Gemma_20Tipton_20_1_.jpg\" "\\"Skellig")
Skellig Michael in Kerry – there was a belief that Lent started later here, and young people would flock there to enjoy life without the restrictions of the Church<\/p>\n
These poems were cruel, and must have distressed those named very much indeed, but many can recall them being printed right up into the 1950s and beyond.<\/p>\n
Here is an excerpt from the Schools Collection of the 1930s:<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen marriagable boys and girls let yet another Shrovetide pass unmarried, the younger lads watch them on Shrove Tuesday evening and circle around them with a rope to carry them by force to Skelligs.<\/p>\n
\u201cThey also make out a Skellig List, sometimes in verse, where all the characteristics of marriageable lovers in the district are unmercifully recorded. Troublesome old maids and prim old bachelors have good reason to avoid reading a copy of the Skellig List.<\/p>\n
\u201cPert madams and namdach young boys who as a rule hold themselves beyond the crowd, get more to rob them of their night\u2019s sleep than even the old maids.<\/p>\n
\u201cTo be omitted from a Skellig List altogether is a sign that a boy or girl is beyond reproach. A Skellig List is a criterion of popularity or otherwise, but not always a criterion of people\u2019s worth.\u201d<\/p>\n
And here is another sample from the same source. Really, you should trawl through the Schools Collection yourselves (duchas.ie).<\/p>\n
\u201cLong ago, it was said that eligible bachelors and dames who did not marry in Shrove should go to Skelligs Rock on Shrove Tuesday night as a punishment – and a Skellig List used be made out, and here is one following. We make no apology for the scansion and rhyme:<\/p>\n
\n \u201cWe had on board our gallant barque a crowd of noble dames,\n <\/p>\n
\n Tied up in pairs with strong sug\u00e1ns, you soon shall hear their names,\n <\/p>\n
\n With a number of smart gentlemen, real Koffy ones you know,\n <\/p>\n
\n To kiss the ladies\u2019 tears away to Skelligs they all did go.\n <\/p>\n
\n We had Reggie so fat, Aggie so lean, and Bridget, Criss and Kate,\n <\/p>\n
\n And Nora D. and Katherine E. and Debbie out of date.\n <\/p>\n
\n And Kattie from the public house and others of lesser note.\n <\/p>\n
\n We gave them each a nice young man and stowed them in the boat\n <\/p>\n
\n Poor Peg we fear another year must mourn her sad fate\n <\/p>\n
\n For Pat Costelloe cares not for her of late.\n <\/p>\n
\n Many\u2019s the night near Trenches wall\n <\/p>\n
\n We stood listening to what they said\n <\/p>\n
\n And now because she is hard up she is hunting Sonny Rice\n <\/p>\n
\n Aggie Dowd is weeping loud because she is left behind\n <\/p>\n
\n The sisters fair from Ardfert square are left to hatch the coals\n <\/p>\n
\n Thomas Gigs O\u2019Gallagher who was late commenced to roam\n <\/p>\n
\n To Charles Kelleher\u2019s mansion when his daughter is at home\u2026\u201d\n <\/p>\n
What, one wonders, was the justification, the reasoning behind this emphasis on marrying? Not just before Lent, but that people should be mocked for not entering the wedded state?<\/p>\n
Cruel for the younger ones certainly, but why should it matter to anyone if an elderly man or a woman well past her prime should remain single?<\/p>\n
Loneliness was probably part of it. Country communities were tight-knit places where everyone kept an eye on everyone else. Perhaps they felt it was only right that isolated men and women should join up and enjoy each other\u2019s company.<\/p>\n
John B. Keane identified that in his Letters Of A Country Matchmaker. He saw and heard a great deal in his Listowel pub, and used it in so many of his writings.<\/p>\n
There is the Irish instinct for making fun of oddities, laughing at others, refusing to take anything seriously. The desire simply to make mischief was probably paramount in the Skellig Lists. But they go back further \u2013 a lot further.<\/p>\n
In ancient times, a powerful druid could put the \u2018glam dichen\u2019 on someone who had insulted them or otherwise behave badly.<\/p>\n
This was a vicious personal attack in poem form which brought shame and disgrace on the offender and could even inflict real bodily harm.<\/p>\n
Again, Keane knew of this, as anyone who has ever witnessed the entrance of the tinkers in Sive will know. They come in friendship, but the man of the house has insulted their leader and he immediately demands retribution:<\/p>\n
\n But they scorned the tinker\u2019s son when his song of praise was done,\n <\/p>\n
\n And his father, Pats Bocock, smote on the floor,\n <\/p>\n
\n Saying \u2018Carthalawn my jewel, let a song both wild and cruel,\n <\/p>\n
\n Bring a curse upon this house forevermore\u2019.\n <\/p>\n
The late, great Michael Twomey was in the Southern Theatre Group\u2019s original production of that legendary play, and remembered how that scene grew to be a seismic part of the action.<\/p>\n
\u201cIt got so we would start beating the bodhran as we left the dressing room, and played it all the way along to the wings,\u201d said Micheal.<\/p>\n
\u201cThe audience would hear it and start clapping and cheering, until we got an ovation when we actually came on stage.\u201d<\/p>\n
So the Skellig Lists were in many ways continuing an ancient tradition that shamed those who had not behaved according to local custom.<\/p>\n
Cruel, yes, but then, those were different times.<\/p>\n