Harry’s Nut Butter started out life as the house nut butter in The Fumbally café in Dublin 8. I’ve worked there since 2015 in the kitchen, doing the odd workshop, catering events, working on Fumbally food projects and generally hanging around being a nuisance.
I don’t remember making the nut butter for the first time, I think I was just being bold and trying to sneak chilli into places where it didn’t belong. I love chilli and spice so clearly the nut butter was the home for this obsession… it’s somewhat smokey, kinda sweet and pretty salty. People really liked it and I thought whatever, it’s just nut sauce.
But we started to see the nut butter jars disappearing really quickly. Obscenely quickly. We’d send out a full jar with one order and it would come back empty. There’s not enough bread there to hold that much nut butter! But people kept on piling the nut butter high on their toast, demolishing jar after jar and we guessed we might have something good on our hands.
Luca (the eccentric Italian Fumbally owner) took me aside one afternoon. We ate chicken parmigiana with a side of spaghetti and he told me he had a dream a few nights before that we started jarring the butter and strangely enough that was all the convincing I needed. So now here we are, living his dream and jarring nut butter. We’re having a lot of fun doing it.