A cry out to Mother Ireland. Grain, oatmeal to be precise rich and carby (but gluten-free) deep and golden. Covered over with three kinds of honey from various parts of the world (Anatolian, American Sage, and Maltese), a touch of cream, and a huge basket of peaches (white Georgia and yellow blush). This is a sweet blend that manages to be fresh instead of sodden-sweet. Peach saves it all from collapse and injects a small tartish note to lift it up. Very autumnal and lovely.

In Irish literature and myth, the banshees were the ghostly women who screamed during storms and when someone was supposed to die.  Their wailing was blood-curdling and they were mightily feared.